高校生時代にアメリカのサリンジャーという作家が書いた本を読んだことを今も記憶に残っている。その本の中“Write with your stars out”という名言があった。
Dreaming through a haze in Slovenia
Ljubljana, the capital of Slovenia, makes you wonder what lies beneath your feet. The Divje Babe Flute, a bear…
Going for a Run
Running is hard, takes effort, and most people find it boring. Yet, there is something innate in it that makes…
Giverny a Garden of Delights
A version of this article appeared in LiveMint Claude Monet’s series of paintings Water Lilies first captured my attention at…
London in Immortality and Transience
A first time visitor to London may be entranced by it; a reaction befitting a city that over its two…
It’s Not All About The Scaffolding
Arrival and cooking from scraps scratch The only way to get to Flørli, a hamlet in Lysefjord is by ferry. From Stavanger, the direct…
A Planet Under Construction in Iceland
Balancing ourselves on the ice, we stood by the geyser, waiting for it to erupt, the feeling that the Earth…
Why won’t you Talk to me?
In the early 90s, the run up to January was dominated by an important ritual in our house. Hidden in my…
Entering an Open Gate
This text appeared in the Brockley Newsletter One damp spring day, I was compelled to stop midway through my Saturday…
Travelling at Home
Home approaches. My seat by the window allows me the rare opportunity of spotting something new on my daily…
Secrets from Japan and beyond 