Scotch and milk

If music is life in the form of art, then cocktail is jazz in the form of a drink. Consists of two ingredientsyet a complex drinkA hint of firesmells of grain and maltcutting through the fatstrong and suddenburns your throat immediately Despite of no arrangementsyet a curious toneThe music of freedomescaped from the voidrunning through …

Nothing’s gonna change your world

***** fiction***** 'Don't worry, mum. Everything is fine. I will see you when I get back.' 'When? When are you coming home?' 'I don't know...Christmas maybe.' 'Okay. Look after yourself, my sweet darling JoJo. Love you.' 'Bye, mum. Talk to you later. Love you too.' That was a lie. Everything is not fine. Joseph Jackson’s life has fallen …

Artful waiting…

'Freeing yourself was one thing. Claiming ownership of that freed self was another.'- Toni Morrison, Beloved Who am I? Who gets to decide who I am if not myself? The philosophy of personal identity is among many philosophical issues that philosophers have attempted to resolve since the beginning of human existence. While some believed that …

Two evenings

  These two photos were taken only 10mins apart... In a matter of minutes, the street lights came on, the sky turned from blue and white, to yellow and purple, and then to orange and dark blue. It's five twenty-five it's about time to say goodbye the clock keeps on ticking the sunlight fades away …

Blue in Green

***** fiction***** Everything seems kind of blue today. It's strange to wake up to one colour. Awakened by a sudden silence, I saw blue. Tints and shades of blue. Everything was blue. It was like living in Picasso's Blue Period kind of blue. I looked out the window. No surprise the sky was blue, but …

The Ocean Spell

    Mysterious and dangerous Your unfathomable blue has captivated my curious heart When I fall into your deepness sinking, struggling I stop to doubt my emotions and begin to feel the tension Formless and endless I have no clue for why I am breathing hard When I dive into your darkness flowing, gliding I …

The Wall

    Hard and cold a solid fortification Proud and bold a peaceful demolition The Iron Curtain that split The East and The West The country's burden a never-ending identity quest You thought a wall could suppress a desire for sovereignty No, not at all It increased the pressure of liberty Feared and confused the …

Until…

Tell me why...I don't like Mondays...Tell me why This song came across my mind as I was contemplating on this amazing artwork at Carriageworks the other day. On 29 January 1979, 16 year old girl Brenda Ann Spencer opened fire at a school in San Diego killing two adults, injured eight children and a police …