Slice of Life

Bluebells in Oxford, UKApril 2018 Hollyhock, Barbican, London, UKJuly 2020 I would wash myself in these pictures of plum trees and apple blossoms, sakura pink, bluebell, green, purple and smooth, all over again, until I’m drowning in petals like guests of Roman emperors, metaphorically – the idea behind art, no, the idea behind reality, without…

Splitting Image – Last Part: Red

The last parts of my short story, Splitting Image, with pictures from Marco Vinagre. As a recap: And now… Splitting Image – 2: Red I step in. Wow! It looks like I’m wearing a new dress! How magical! This one is so red and long and comfortable! 

Splitting Image – 2: Black

This is another part 2 (!) of my short story, Splitting Image. Next post will be: the last part 2 and part 3! Read the beginning here: Splitting Image – 2: Black I step in.  Oh, why is this tunnel so different than it had looked from outside? So much brighter, I’m not sure if…

Splitting Image – 2: Purple

This is one of the part 2s (!) of my new short story, “Splitting Image”. You can read part 1 here. I hope you’ll like it! Splitting Image – 2: Purple I step in.  This is strange. The tunnel is much brighter than it seemed from outside. It looks very sleek, and bends so you…

Splitting Image – 1

This is an illustrated, speculative and auto-fictional, short story! I hope you’ll like it! All the pictures were taken a year ago by Marco Vinagre in Kings Cross, London but coincidentally, my hair looks nearly the same colour today 🙂 Splitting Image – 1 I put my mask on, crawl carefully through the torn, cobwebbed…

The Garden of Worlds

A faint clap of thunderClouded skiesPerhaps rain comesIf so, will you stay here with me? Yukari in The Garden of Words by Shinkai Makoto, from Man’yōshū, Book 11, verse 2,513 1 – The Garden of Worlds, part 1 As the clouds start to gather ominously over me, I walk faster on this forest lane. I…

The Centurion and the Fairy Queen

I wrote a short story to compliment the pictures taken by Marina Bratunova back in May, with Alexis and me 🙂 The Centurion and the Fairy Queen 1 – The Peaceful Centurion  He walked among the ferns and suddenly, he was free. He had never felt that before, in Rome or on the battlefields, as…