Celebrating Becoming An Artist In Residence

Celebrating Becoming An Artist In Residence

I’m not entirely certain becoming is the right word. In the case of the artist part, I am already one. I reside in a world of creativity. There you go. A statement I never thought I’d proclaim. I reside in artistry. A World on its End I have had a tumultuous time over...
A Change Is Better Than A Holiday

A Change Is Better Than A Holiday

I’ve had a mammoth week of change. I moved house three times, went to a writers’ conference in Dublin and started a new life as an artist in residence. I’m exhausted, but happy. Some weeks are much better than others. Change beats holidays hands down. Ireland It was...
Mr. Lee And Tuk-tuk Number 3

Mr. Lee And Tuk-tuk Number 3

Angkor Wat is one of many temples around Siem Reap—one of very many temples. We were tourists for a day. Mr. Lee was our tuk-tuk driver. He said he lived 10kms out of town and was trying constantly to get us to book him for more trips. I understand completely, it is...
Coping With Expat Sickness

Coping With Expat Sickness

I can’t relate to my birth country anymore. I feel like a stranger there. Not only that, I don’t feel that I belong there anymore. It must be some form of expat sickness. It’s a strange thing really, being so disjointed. Maybe that’s not the right word. Disowned? Also...

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