Found the lost

Kuro, the hero I look at the screen in utter horror. The draft of my newest novella “The nun and the prostitute” is gone.My brain is screaming thousand swearing words unknown to me, “How do I know so many bad words,” I ask to myself.My shaking hands type again, and error comes out like the unavoidable…

A father: A hero

Some call him a father, some call him a hero, some call him a savior. Whatever our views on Chiang Kai-shek, arriving at his mausoleum was an impressive experience. You see the lights, the people, feel the liveness that floats in the air, and smiles at the joy that travels from heart to heart in…

Gods: Radha Krishna

I walked in the dark alleys of the city thinking of nothing else but my troubles when I saw a little store illuminated with bright yellow lights. I got curious and made my way towards it.  And to my surprise, I discovered that it was not a store, but a shrine, a place of worshiping…

Taiwan 6: Red and gold

Taipei is a vibrant city, not only for the brisk pace of its people on their every-day lives or the nippy rhythm of their routines but because, and principally, because of the colors that adorned the city. Taipei is dress in gold and red, like a goddess. Yes, Red and gold are everywhere to be…

Taiwan 2: Chunghsuan Lan (藍仲軒)& Each Modern

Traveling is a unique way to reconnect with old friends, and it was that in this way we met an old friend of ours: Chunghsuan Lan (藍仲軒) original from Taiwan, Lan has spent time overseas, and during his residency at 331ArtsChiyoda (Japan) we had the opportunity to know him and his provocative art. But as…

Drawing again: In peace

Life has been hectic these last few months, so my stories had to wait for me, my drawings were suddenly abandoned in dark draws. But life is returning to its normal rhythm. I’m neither extremely busy nor static; I’m in balance. And once the balance is restored to my world, the drawings jump out of…