This might be a very random topic to start with. The sunset, why would anybody speak of something than can only be seen in order to be felt? Something that we take for granted it's going to happen every day, not exactly at the same time, but still, it will take place. I am sure … Continue reading S U N S E T s
When everything goes wrong, one needs to find a way of crawling back from darkness before all light runs out. Before falling into madness, or surely just give up on life, on believing. I tend to say sometimes the devil comes back. These little demons inside our heads... who doesn't have them? Who are the … Continue reading Lights, at Tate Britain
Am I the only one dreaming with Summer holidays? Being originally from Portugal, I was lucky enough to grow up by the seaside. In those happy sunny days, Summer only meant a single thing: the beach. This is exactly what I miss the most in London. I am a spoiled Summer child, what can I say? … Continue reading Yes, it is time to dream about the beach
I arrived yesterday from Edinburgh, and yet it seems like a dream. Looking back, it looks like I wasn't there yesterday or last weekend, but in a faraway past. Perhaps because going to Edinburgh was much more than traveling in space; it was traveling in time. I'd say it was precisely this: a trip to … Continue reading Edinburgh, the one I fell in love with
Embroidery is an old art, that has passed through generations and generations until today. It was forgotten in Fashion for a while, until last year it started shyly invaded runaways and collections. For me, embroidery means tradition, evokes the sort of thing that grandmothers, mother and aunts used to do as a hobby, embroidering mostly … Continue reading Embroidery is cool again
The Winged Bone 