Almost all of the greatest loves (and tragedies) of my life have been painful and incurable. I’ve started to think of myself as a hopeless poet who is forever a slave to forbidden or unrequited love.
Hello, it is I, Elena, back with another post to tell you where to drink coffee!! Having worked as a specialty … More
In the next installment of Home Is Where The Art Is, I’m introducing one of my new favorite artists, Karl … More
On many streets in Berlin, you can find gold stones fitted into the ground with writing on them. If you … More
As my first week of Berlin comes to a close, I’ve been looking back at all I’ve done. I have … More
Every city I go to, there are two things that I immediately check out. The coffee scene and the art … More
Today, I visited the single most interesting museum I’ve ever been to. Considering the number of museums I’ve attended, that’s … More
Hey guys! So I spent last week in Italy, a few days in Berlin but the weekdays in Sorrento. I … More