And a little bit of Fed3.
Porque não nos ias deixar sozinhas sem nos juntares.
Words cannot express how much I miss affordable, non-disposable, analogue, point-and-shoot cameras. Ilford XP2 is 3 out of 4, so I'm sticking with it.
Full collection here.
O meu amigo Ricardo escreve umas coisas - bastantes e boas. Há poucos dias publicou, no seu cantinho virtual, um poema em que pede para não ser traduzido. O que me pareceu a oportunidade perfeita para exercitar os músculos de tradutora e pseudo-poeta. Sem mais demoras, aqui vai: My friend Rick (see what I did there?) … Continue reading Translations
A childhood friend made me a business proposal that involves a fair amount of writing, on the same week I decided to resume the countless unfinished stories I've left abandoned inside a gazillion unfinished notebooks. We meet up at a nice café by a park lake for the briefing and brainstorming and I tell him … Continue reading on signs
I have always wanted to write. Even before I knew how, I was already scribbling on the blank spaces of all the books lying around the house - including the Bible. The love for writing was never just about the thoughts-to-words dynamic, it was the physical side of it as well: the paper textures, … Continue reading «Read like a butterfly, write like a bee»