The Follia (Hespèrion XXI)
The Follia (Hespèrion XXI) From the wooden depths of a Gamba wielded by the talented Jordi Savall a musical festival in conjured forth and it
THE GYM
THE GYM I hit the gym often. Not as much as I did in the past, but still several mornings a week. Now it is
The Old Man with the Shotgun
The Old Man with the Shotgun The year is 1982 and it is a spring day in Reykjavik, Iceland. In front of my house there
CONTEMPLATIONS
CONTEMPLATIONS Saturday mornings I wake up early, before everybody else. I have peace and quiet to brew good coffee and sit down to think, read
RHAPSODY IN BLUE
RHAPSODY IN BLUE You enticed me rightly as a teenager lured me to you with a jazz expression high pitch melody dancing on it’s own
Saturn Day Morning
Saturn Day Morning The day is ripped open by another arduous hike the elevation is steep thousand meters upward my circular blood system will pump
BARBEQUE
BARBEQUE The art of putting fire to meat and turning a raw muscle to food, is a pleasure in itself. The smell of wood or
DAILY NEWS
DAILY NEWS I always dread the cannon fire of today’s news they drown out my joy with their hateful clues on how everything is wrong
Graceful Women
Graceful Women There is something so alluring and majestic about women with distant feminine grace in mood, movement and overall demeanor. They are hypnotizing and
Working Vacation
I like vacations. My vacations that is. You are off from work and working, which means that I am in a different frequency. But now
THE MORNING DANCE
THE MORNING DANCE I went on a morning walk today, as I so often do. I drive 15 minutes from home to the east and
THE RUDE RAIN
THE RUDE RAIN Today is a Saturday in the Hight of summer the day to worship Saturn, the Roman god and I planned to do