Always looking for good light…
Rabs Immortelle was the name of the little Mas band from Belmont that my friends and I as young fellows would meet for what we in Trinidad call a last lap. After gallivanting through out Port of Spain on Carnival Tuesday we would make it our business to seek out …
I wrote many years ago in one of my spoken word pieces that my accent is like a potpourri of exercises in colonization left unfinished forever branded on the cusp of my tongue. An offspring of this little island called Trinidad where our culture is indeed a potpourri of cultures, …
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I remembered a time when I would jump on my ten speed bike and ride through Belmont. My grandmother bought me one here in the US and I took it back home to Trinidad. I vaguely remember my father having to wait for what seemed like an eternity to have …
I fancy myself the pretty okay writer when I do choose to write. So, in the process of trying to build a business in today’s market I decided many years ago to venture into the landscape of blogging. Why? Well from all the reading that I have done it seems …
There was a time I would write almost everyday about almost anything. I slept with a notebook at my bedside for those moments in the wee hours of the morning when inspiration hits. A line or two would wake me up and I soon understood that not writing it down …
So I was sitting here watching a Netflix movie called the Land of Steady Habits and I thought maybe it was oddly coincidental that I was rifling through and found this old piece of writing from a time when I used to pen my musings. As such it struck me …
Sitting at home recovering from sciatica I began riffling through some of my old writings. Some years ago I wrote and performed poetry, but I also entertained myself by doodling much of the thoughts that came to my mind. Recently I shot a very lovely author, so below are some …
Don’t let the floral dress and the pretty face fool you. I am sure many have been lulled into the misguided notion that this young woman here can be taken lightly. Enter Nova, a strong, smart and seemingly witty person whom I really do not know except for our brief …
Sometimes a location helps to influence the mood, the vibe, that feeling that somehow spur the senses to experience the moment. The cobbled stone streets, the happy tourists, every other person with a camera and me with this lovely lady here. We decided to drive over to DUMBO to get …