Category: be kind to yourself

“At your age… “

“Fate whispered to the Warrior, You cannot withstand the storm. The Warrior whispered back, I am the storm.” – Unknown The quote has driven millions of people mad over the past two decades, trying to find the original author or source, sadly to no avail. Some claim it is from Shakespeare’s Macbeth. It is not.

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Breaking Free

If there is one photograph that depicts who I am as a photographer, this is it. I don’t jump on the bandwagon and prefer to break free from most norms and standards. A bohemian soul who refuses to be boxed in by person, place or time. Lockdown, isolation, social distancing has given everyone an opportunity

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Survival Tools: B-M-B-F

Is anyone else getting restless at home to the point where you don’t know what to clean or organise anymore? As I wrote yesterday, spring cleaning is well underway in my life, and if today’s weather is anything to go by, I can start planning my summer garden (i.e. balcony and conservatory)! Although, experience has

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My Spring Cleaning 2020

Let it not be said that I am not capable of learning new tricks in my 50s. If there is a lesson to take away from this year’s Spring Cleaning it wold be: back-peddle first and ask all the questions before walking into to something hook line and sinker. The new and unfamiliar can be

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From Accessory to Necessity

When this whole pandemic is over and all the quarantines are lifted around the globe, there will be a lot of stories to be told. Thanks to modern technology and our ability to remain connected with one another these days, news travels fast .e.g. microblogging, social media, live streaming, etc. and we can keep abreast

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Emergence

A common feedback that I receive about my photography is that there is a lot of darkness involved, a fact that I will not deny. Yesterday was no exception, after I posted the photograph above on social media. Here’s the thing, the way we perceive things, situations, people and manifest them in our writing or

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Another Year, Another VD, Another Grumble

Here is an excerpt of what I wrote last year about Valentine’s Day, a day I have come to resent very much. Maybe it is Berlin’s cynicism rubbing off on me, with the expression “Det ist mir so was von ejal, wa!” (equivalent to – I don’t give a damn!) : Here are my two

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