I developed a love for languages prior to leaving for an exchange study period in France two years ago.
I guard my naïveté because it allows me to see a world without limits.
This post is dedicated to some of my photos which follow a common theme : the colour blue
I have decided to start a weekly column on gathering some of my favourite photos from cities that I have visited, with each week focusing on one city. I thought Nantes, France would be perfect to begin my column since it was in Nantes that I developed a passion for photography. Welcome to the Nantes…
This book, created as a textbook, provided me with some great new insights but best of all, introduced me to a few new artists which are now in my list of favourite artists.
I didn’t think I had a natural gift because I felt like I couldn’t draw a masterpiece on cue unlike others but I knew that it was something that made me feel fulfilled.
I’m a dreamer. Can a person be a realist and a dreamer or is the dread of reality too much for us to bear on our happy, lustful shoulders?
Many of the choices I make on how to spend my time relate back to my interests and my interests reflect and nourish my soul.
I find inspiration in drawing the female form, with not much focus on the facial features.
Freud suggests that collecting, the act and the psychology behind it, started as soon as one was being potty trained. The idea here is that we were sad to say farewell to our body’s waste and felt like we weren’t truly in control at that moment. I can’t date back to the specific moment in…
For me, photography has been a gift that continues to give, leading to other hobbies, such as turning the photos I take into postcards I can send my friends over the world.