I put my yellow’s on Went for a wander The wind wispers Ahead, straight on! I didnt see anybody But Humanity In a struggle A puzzle A muzzle. Talk to me Sing to me Lead me Inspire me Surprise me Don’t hurt me.  


  They say that our memories are the architecture of our identities. Some foundations are laid out without our control. We can decide to reshape, redesign, re- model as we grow older. Memories are this interesting expansive place where faded and vivid images, emotions, sensations can be revived, relived, they come rushing sometimes unannounced, at times welcomed, at others less. They … More Identities

The urban space

The urban space – I like to tame it. It is best done through wandering or cycling,  this gives a more human scale feel and a geographical perception than motorised transport. The sounds, the scents, the architecture, the layout, the flow (or not)  are all part of the morphology of a city, a body in which we are … More The urban space