The Cashmere Diaries.                       London:  Literary Legacy

The Cashmere Diaries.   London:  Literary Legacy

Maybe I was crazy to leave the Mallorcan life I loved so much and relocate to London. I had to trade in my sundresses for cashmere.  It was time for CHANGE.  A new season was upon me. 
“Dude, you’re in London!” I was vibrating in the legacies of my literary heroes.  The ones impacting me most during my university days.  Those whom gave voice to the awarenesses simmering within me, shaping thought forms with inspiring prose.  Molding me.  Most notably Virginia Woolf, D.H. Lawrence, James Joyce, William Butler Yeats, T.S. Eliot.  Continue reading The Cashmere Diaries.   London:  Literary Legacy

Face-Planting, and Reflections on Art.      Madrid 18 Years Later.

Face-Planting, and Reflections on Art.   Madrid 18 Years Later.

The female dancer stood up from her tiny wooden stool then graced the stage.  She waited.  Gathering her skirt, and her forces, she tapped in to something.  The force overtook her and she moved along with the melody and song, contriving her body and stomping loudly onto the wooden stage with melodic and staccato taps and clicks.  Her face contorted as the emotion flowed through her.  An intense look I will never forget, one who’s story moved me to tears.   Continue reading Face-Planting, and Reflections on Art.   Madrid 18 Years Later.