In Search Of A Core

As I age, I am tempted again and again - pardon me if I have repeated this many times- to simple writing. I want to use smaller sentences. I want to be clearer in my ideas. I want a certain fluidity in writing that sheds the unnecessary. The art of writing in simple and stacked... Continue Reading →

On Art, Artists and Consumers

Most pieces of art that intimidate me, I find eventually, are all incredibly personal creations. Maybe that is why, when consuming them, I feel a genuine sense of trepidation. It has a quality of the unseen. As if it were conceived in the purity of a human mind without validation from anyone else. Very few people... Continue Reading →

My Name Is Red: Orhan Pamuk

There are books that you are unsure about the beauty of while reading. But like the smell of coffee they stick to your clothes exuding a certain effect that affects others but leaves the wearer oblivious. Such I think is the effect "My Name is Red" had on me. I like to think I have an opinion... Continue Reading →

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