My Name Is . . . – the art of introduction for the multi-cultural individual

  My manners are impeccable. No really, they are. I know better than to eat with my hands when cutlery is available, I don’t shout at the top of my lungs to get my point across, and I’m considerate of others. I’m also – as I’m sure you can by now tell – extremely humble. …

Homage à David Harouni

A funny thing happened on the way to work. Though I wasn’t technically going to work per se, just playing around with some images. The motive is almost banal in its execution. Who am I kidding, it’s completely banal. A simple matter of deciding to create a new blog, in case the other goes bust,…