Occasional bits of content. one byone.

— I didn't train you to be a demon. Or a human. I showed you how to be an artist. To be an artist is to do one thing only. Look at me. I cannot fight, or weave, or farm. I make swords. I cook for strength to make good swords. I study the sutras to cleanse my heart to make good swords.
— You think revenge is an art?
— Swords, pots, noodles, death. It is all the same to an artist.
— Then I am a bad artist.
— [Master hits her with pliers]
— An artist gives all they have to an art, the whole. Your strengths and deficiencies, your loves and shames. The monologue of Master Eiji from “Blue Eye Samurai”

It was always my dream to become an Artist. To have one sacred thing to wake up for. And it was always my curse (or blessing) to be Jack of all trades and master of none. It took me thirty years to finally accept it. And this is the place where I will write about what I am interested in now.

Some things stayed with me over the years: endurance sports, street photography, strength training, reading and writing, generative art and software development. If you are interested in those — please follow me on any of the social networks below. Or all of them.