Inferno

Florence. Italy. 2013-2019. It’s been a long, winding love affair. A lot of poetry, a lot of tears, a lot of cigarettes and laughter. Forever, somehow, will that city be associated with this aesthete… and what was. (and, of course, this diary) I’m always drawn back, somehow, even when I think it’s finally over. Life speaks […]

Prophets, Crocs and Holy Waters – the Gambia

My time in the Gambia, West Africa, was met by different energies. Some dark, some bright. A chiaroscuro crosshatch of contrasting light. I was helped across the border by a self-professed prophet, crossed the mighty river, was harassed by local scammers, kissed an adult crocodile, got caught-up with a python, danced naked in tropical rains, […]