(Rasgado’s Jazz Club, Baía Farta, Angola | Claudio González Jorge, Google Maps) The watchtower-cum-viewing point framed against the bright sky was at once precise and aleatory. While the Geometrical exactness of the structure itself left nothing to chance, the assemblage of buildings themselves gave an impression of being plonked down at random on a randomly … Continue reading Sun, Sand and Nattat

(Photo Credit: CEAyr) Words had long ceased to have meaning and meaning itself, was no longer capable of being articulated in words. The interaction between eyes, words and pages had irretrievably lost its cusp. There was nothing left to either define or redefine. The world itself was a vast endless plateau of never ending books … Continue reading Air