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  Its Sunday morning, the early rays of sun are filtered through the lace curtain. Ramon lies beside me, and is still fast asleep. Today the wind carries the morning wakeup call from the rooster from the park to our window. You can only hear it when all the other background noises are muted down […]


  A long long time ago, a little goldfish called Bruce was born in a cosy little pond that was owned by an old woman. This old woman loved her little pond, and she nurtured it with care. Every day she stood near the waterside and threw some fish flakes into the water. She knew […]

The rocking chair

    I often use this drawing to send to friends and family as a congratulation card for either pregnancy or childbirth. To me it presents just that, although the making of this drawing symbolize my grief. My father once took this rocking chair from the side of the street. It was ready for the […]


Maybe if you have seen my early works under the Art tab, you would have guessed I had therapy, or are relieved to hear I did. And I am so grateful I did, even though at that time my seizures were still about 60 to a 100 a day, and being there 10 hours a […]


  ‘How long have you been sitting here Dante?’ Grandpa asked as he sat down next to Dante on a bench. Making a deep wrinkle with his brows, Dante sighed. ‘A long while. Too long a while even. The fish won’t bite.’     He pulled his rod he made from a twig backwards and […]