Random, Life through the eyes of an artist. Conversely, we have many Mexican restaurants. During the years I took Tai Chi each morning, we had a monthly pot luck picnic. I was the only Caucasian and usually took cake or a casserole. They brought ethnic food including chicken feet. unidentifiable dishes and many delicious steamed buns. Always with an enormous jug of hot tea with leaves floating around. It was a great way to get connected.

Proyecto que nace de la fusión de los dos artistas, compartiendo sus experiencias e influencias musicales iberoamericanas propias de sus orígenes y también adquiridas durante el desempeño de sus carreras en solitario. Trabajo cuidado y delicado, selección de obras brillantes de los compositores más relevantes interpretadas desde el conocimiento, talento y exquisitez.

Pictures my dad forgot to take.

Monday, March 10, 2008. As you know from our last posting, Diana and I met now three months ago in. Where we are both currently undertaking dissertation research on.