“Is it good enough?” The nagging question is quick to surface.
I came home from Chacarita Cemetery yesterday with some 50 photos of reflections, but there wasn’t one that made me [...]
“Is it good enough?” The nagging question is quick to surface.
I came home from Chacarita Cemetery yesterday with some 50 photos of reflections, but there wasn’t one that made me [...]
I knew I had to go to Recoleta Cemetery this afternoon. Sometimes that happens – I’m in the middle of something when it jumps into my head to go there [...]
For more than a year now, I’ve been reading Anam Cara by Irish poet and scholar John O’Donohue. Now that’s slow even for me, but it is almost unbearably beautiful [...]
I had written it in my diary weeks ago: ‘Día de los Muertos, Flores’ for All Souls’ Day on 2 November. I woke early, excited, and the sun was shining, [...]
I love the evocative trio of Halloween (yesterday), All Saints’ Day (today) and All Souls’ Day (tomorrow). But that should come as no surprise from someone who’s just set up [...]
Yesterday morning, Facebook brought word that Gabrielle Roth, founder of the 5Rhythms® movement-meditation practice, had died. The 5Rhythms takes you through Flowing, Staccato, Chaos and Lyrical into Stillness, each representing [...]
A month or so before my trip to England, I was fortunate to be granted permission to take photos at Chacarita Cemetery in Buenos Aires. Whereas the tombs of Recoleta [...]
Buenos Aires seems like another world now that I am immersed in my London life for a few months, staying with the wonderful Elspeth, getting the number 7 bus to [...]
I love Recoleta Cemetery. I was there today for the inauguration of the information touch screen and couldn’t resist a quick look round after the event. We’re not talking a [...]
Two crosses, two stained glass faces and two years to the day since I posted my first blog entries. I have always liked marking anniversaries, looking back through old diaries [...]
I was born in Montreal in 1967, grew up in England and live in Buenos Aires. I came, like many, to dance tango and fell in love with this city where strangers talk to you, tango music seeps on to the streets and the ornate crumbling buildings speak of grander times. I’m a writer, sub-editor and photographer.