I don't know what sort of a devil I am - maybe a good one, or maybe I am just a Mad Hare, or maybe I am striving, like many others, to see light in the darkness, and to obtain justice for those who are prey to the selfishness and the conceit of others

BIO
Born on a Mediterranean island, at the beginning of March, when the promise of Spring is just a promise. Came to England allured by the promise of a new life, ended up in very ordinary circumstances with very ordinary people. Discovered repeat patterns everywhere - there's truly nothing new under this sun. The real novelty is in learning new ways to look at the same things - it's all about hints, nuances, shadows.... ok , ladies and gentlemen of the jury - it's human art! It's the comedy and tragedy of errors, it's explosions of colour and explosions of rage, it's rivers flowing in your veins, seeking their own sea - their estuary has the shape of two hands joined in prayer, their impact has the strength of a fist ready to strike, of desperate love which regurgitates its own trite philosophy - it's best to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. A sense of humour? Essential condition. A sense of belonging? You need it if you can't play a lone hand. A sense of proportion? OK, maybe I am at fault here. Amen!