Each day I stare at a painting purchased from a local Nepali Artist. It is a watercolor representation of every day street life in downtown
Author: Paul Biancardi
Fleeting Moments
Weaving through the “hillsides” (in Nepal anything below 7000ft is called a hill) we gradually increase our altitude. Eventually the smog and dust of Kathmandu
Life… Now for the Living!
An intensely beautiful landscape is splayed out before me. Lush tall green mountains are split by a powerful river descending steeply on each side. Frothing
Lost in Translation
Nothing is easy in Nepal, as if the country is testing its inhabitants. Roads are rough, mountains high and weather extreme. There is just no
Small Victories
As the sun rises through an early morning mist a lone cock crows in the distance. He is quickly joined by others; roosters, cows, dogs
Metaphors Abound
The blazing afternoon sun and heavy cloud cover maliciously combine to create a steam filled oven that threatens to prematurely end this day’s impromptu quest.
Differing Priorities
It starts with a nuzzle, then a pet then a look into the eyes. She is not pretty. Evidence of a hard life is literally
Seeds of Change
Innocent seeds fall softly upon an enormous abandoned temple. They settle into minute crevices of moist aging stone. The environment is perfect and before long
Rising from Ruin
I have arrived on a beautiful Asian coastline, having finished a week home with wife and family. It was a whirl wind of lunches, dinners,
A Simple Recipe
Close your eyes. Picture your favorite meal. Imagine the sights and smells emitted from that delicious plate, bowl or pot of steaming goodness. Is it
Treacherous Transportation
Brakes whine whilst an obnoxious elongated horn blows, beckoning more passengers to board an already overcrowded bus. As it stops, the driver’s assistant jumps from
Familiar Scenes in Unfamiliar Settings
Heavy mist clings to a lush mountain landscape. Each evenings cool humid air invites dense fog to descend from lofty altitudes flooding the surrounding valleys as if
Peaceful Chaos
Drums boom and symbols clang in a steady rhythm delivered by a seemingly endless processional of festival revelers. The infectious beat quickly invades the senses,
A Labor of Love
Elongated creases extend from inset gaunt eyes. Dark tanned skin flows delicately past a flattened nose to lips that smile with pride. The elegant folds
Managing the Monkey
Inhale… Exhale… Repeat… focus only on the air flowing in and out of your lungs. Train your eyes on a single spot. Stay completely still.
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