This visual poetry is available on my youtube channel, dilstories TV. I’ve been writing poetry for a long time, as long as I’ve been writing, but never found courage to share publicly for they come from deep inside. Sometimes so deep inside that I feel naked when they are out in the open.
Visiting Dakar came at the right moment for me, after a lot of stress that the first half of the year had put me through, so much that gray shades brightened in my beard. At first I wanted to do a bit of backpacking in Senegal, maybe follow the river from Dakar to Ousman Sembene’s birthplace. But work called,
Senegal “Traveling—it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.” ― Ibn Battuta, The Travels of Ibn Battutah About Bio Awards Reviews and Praise FIction Books Films Short Stories Digital Art No Grannies in Africa On Writing On Filmmaking Travel Life! Photography Follow by email Want to get new posts in your inbox? Enter your … Read more
I liked the idea of Goree Island, just a few minutes off Dakar, even before I got there. Streets without cars, buildings frozen in time, just the kind of place I’d love to live in. Goree is famous for The House of Slaves, which I found a little bit underwhelming. Some people enjoyed visiting it. I saw a woman cry, overwhelmed by the place, but it did not move me. I expected to see shackles, chains, graphic reminders of the slave trade, but these were safely tucked away in a glass box, looking harmless….
On the road, you are at the mercy of strangers. And when you get lost in a strange country with strong winds trying to drive you against the wall, and with temperatures well below zero, well, it is pure nightmare stuff.
For a moment, I thought Egyptians were the second friendliest people I’d ever met in my travels, Nepali being the first. The word ‘Welcome’ was always at the tip of their tongue. In Luxor, strangers would approach me and say ‘Where are you from?’ – No greeting, no hello, nothing, just straight to the question – and when I answered, they would say ‘Welcome’ with a big smile.
I made this playlist for you, my dear friend, who is going through a breakup. I know how much you love music, but this playlist is not for therapy. It’s sort of a cheeky compilation of the phases you go through during in a breakup.
Ten years ago, I quit my job to become a full-time artist. Was it a wise decision, or utter folly?
ETHIOPIA “Traveling—it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.” ― Ibn Battuta, The Travels of Ibn Battutah posts on Ethiopia coming soon About Bio Awards Reviews and Praise FIction Books Films Short Stories Digital Art No Grannies in Africa On Writing On Filmmaking Travel Life! Photography Follow by email Want to get new posts … Read more
NETHERLANDS “Traveling—it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.” ― Ibn Battuta, The Travels of Ibn Battutah posts coming soon About Bio Awards Reviews and Praise FIction Books Films Short Stories Digital Art No Grannies in Africa On Writing On Filmmaking Travel Life! Photography Follow by email Want to get new posts in your inbox? … Read more