A photo of a cheerful street parade in 1978 Antigua.

Harmony : Decoding Humans

When I was growing up, my father changed jobs often. Every move was a step up and, more significantly for me at the time, a new address in a new place. I got used to changing schools, neighbourhoods, and sometimes countries in a steady rhythm of departures and arrivals. By the time I was 17 … Continue reading Harmony : Decoding Humans