Oops … there it is. … Happy New Year!
This time things are different. The city seems empty. Temperatures are rising. Summer is here. I see how important context is, how much I depend on my cultural and climatic heritage, to properly feel the passing of another year. It seems I need the cold, the long nights and the crushing dominance of Christmas to truly believe that it is over.
This time it feels like the New Year sneaked up on me. … Welcome anyway. I hope we have a good time.
A Great 2015, to all of you, …
… and especially to some of you!









