Friday, July 03, 2009

Possible basis for a play:

She smiled... Wryly, weighed down by what was to come, knowing where this conversation was going, despite her need to take it elsewhere, to drive these demons as far from them as she could, to survive this. Why did everything always lead back to this, to what had happened so long ago. It still poisoned their time together, a crimson cloud hovering above there every kiss, every moan, every moment of bliss. It was time to tell the truth, it would destroy them, it would destroy her, but it needed to be said. The truth. What a lie... No good ever came of being honest, of telling the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. “Yes, it happened”.


Signing out

Cesar

Wednesday, July 01, 2009

Graffiti!

Hey Hey!

That has a good holiday! Barcelona is easily one of the most amazing cities ive ever been in. And for idilic film set views Tamariu is just the shizzle. But one of the things i liked most about my time there was all the amazing graffiti all over Girona, Barcelona and the surrounds. These are my favourites. My thanks and apologies to the artists. Enjoy!






Signing out
Cesar