In rare occasions, billboards showcase personal messages. In such instances, billboards will become a strong attention magnet.
Twenty years ago, we said: “no more” and so we left the homeland. Venezuela has not changed much since then, I am afraid. And now the country faces yet another set of problems.
Finding beauty in simplicity is a yearning embedded in human nature. Minimalism -as an expression of simplicity- lives in the most unexpected places.
Let us face it: we are all citizens of the world and no “identity” label is big enough to describe us *
In the mid 80’s, I stumbled upon the “Rubayaits” by Omar Khayyam, a poet who lived in the 12th century Persia. These poems are not about love but they do speak of the transience of things – just what young passionate lovers need to hear. Thirty years later (and a waning passion), this little reading gem still rings true to me.
Life is nothing but a seemingly never ending sequence of farewells and welcomes. Just like a phenomenal magic trick. Now you see a person, now you don’t.
For the unaware North American or European traveler who first arrives in the tropics, a pleasant surprise awaits. Against the reference background of northerner landscapes, the colors of the tropics do stand out boldly.
Folklore -in its manifestations- depicts the devil in multiple forms and there is a reason for that. After all, the devil is in the details.
I certainly was very lucky to access the best education a little guy could dream of, in Caracas, Venezuela, back in the mid 60’s.
That November morning in 1992, Caraqueños woke up to the roaring sounds of military planes. An attempt of coup d’etat was underway.