Winter Senses.

I have greatly enjoyed this Saturday afternoon, walking through West London, visiting the Design Museum and musing over the “Ferrari: Under The Skin” exhibition. I have greatly enjoyed walking back home from my local tube, feeling the crisp and cold winter air. It reminded me of Scandinavia and of when I was thinking of moving there for a couple of months to better experience their … Continue reading Winter Senses.

“And what is so wrong with being personal anyway?”*

J: “It wasn’t personal.” K: “What is that supposed to mean? I am so sick of that. All that means was that it wasn’t personal to you. But it was personal to me. It’s personal to a lot of people. And what is so wrong with being personal anyway?” J: “Nothing.” K: “Because whatever else anything is, it ought to begin by being personal.” *The … Continue reading “And what is so wrong with being personal anyway?”*