The streets are narrow, almost shy, as if they were trying to hide from the world. And yet, they open again and again—into small squares, into light, into moments that linger. In Gargano, somewhere between

Last week I received two mailings with my latest stamp asquisitions, took some pictures and now ready to introduce them to you. It is not much, but there is some cool stuff there that might click with

I'm finishing up on Friday, the first Friday of April, which is also Good Friday in the liturgical calendar. I thought about posting about the commemoration of the crucifixion and death, but I preferred

Esse é um projeto musical que uso IA no vocal e instrumental, porem as letras são todas escritas a mão.