Amsterdam — As some of you (that have read other posts) may know, I have a 4 legged companion, with whom I do daily walks. Recently there has been a strange phenomenon in our ‘walking-routes’, where in strange places you find HARE KRISHNA HARE RAMA written, with chalk. Pink or orange chalk. First I thought it was something to do with the art school close-by, but we have been founding them everywhere… So th...
Tokyo — A nightmare-ish subterranean other world beckons… serving miso pizza and beer infused with Japanese lemons… no sign of any Pabst Blue Ribbon…
Cebu city — Whenever I go to crowded places I usually don’t over-think about who the real people are and who the “robots” are, but I can’t help having deep thoughts past midnight. Life is full of mysteries. How s...
Portland — Crazy uncles tell stories that defy disbelief. For instance, why would you refuse to believe me when I tell you that I have a kind, but rather fierce, monster who has ALWAYS LIVED WITH ME BENEATH MY B...
How many times have you wondered who the real people are when you walk past a crowd?
The tunnel seemed endless, with a simple lantern on the wall every mile or so. Danielle didn't care at all.
The Monster Under My Bed, in portraits by my nieces
I have my reasons for not eating, nor as a chef for not cooking, the sensual chameleon of the sea, whom we call the octopus.
Who and why? Hare Krishna invasion.
Shop window, Rue de Sevres
What is he building in there?