Marina Abramović and the age of the narcissist

So Spazju Kreattiv are screening the documentary The Space in Between: Marina Abramović and Brazil.

It’s touted to be a journey of self-discovery for the controversial Serbian artist as she travels through Brazil in search of personal healing, artistic inspiration and an experience of sacred rituals to reveal her creative process.

Now, I have never been a fan of Abramović’s personally. Continue reading

List of firsts

Today, as I was listening to Italian radio (something I love to do to escape the anglicised world we live in), the programme hosts were commenting on a survey that was recently carried out to see what ‘firsts’ people most remembered.

Of course, there were the standard ones, such as the first time we fall in love, the first kiss, the first time we have sex. Continue reading

I was home-schooled once, sort of…

So today, I came across this article in our local media about parents lobbying to get home-schooling accepted in Malta as a valid educational choice.

While I am not personally against home schooling and am sure that it has many benefits too, painting it as a ‘saving grace’, as the article seems to point out these parents are doing, is taking matters too far, surely.

It may be a valid option, but is there the need to vilify other educative methods? Continue reading

The unbearable lightness of being

I’ve recently had to contend with grief in my life on a number of occasions. In March, my wonderful mother-in-law passed away tragically. Big shock to the system, the worst of all has been coming to terms with the fact that she isn’t around for the mundane things. I’ve lost track of the amount of times my husband and I simply forget and are about to pick up the phone to share some news with her or invite her to join us for lunch. Continue reading