Black T-shirt. Blue jeans. Laced up black All-stars. Check. Peek out to see the sun break through. No rain today. Check....

Sitting in my lit kitchen, I look out the window on to the city. Rain drips down in a steady stream, inviting memories and thoughts....

Tonight I walk around Lockhart Road in Wan Chai. It stinks of stale shitty beer and burning cigarettes. There's too much Old Spice cologne…

If you’re wondering, at all, as to why I haven’t posted in months, well, here’s the why…

9.11.01 It's been twenty years since that horrific day changed so many lives.

Living in a city like Hong Kong, where money is everything to so many and the concept of giving is like an abstract thought, it can be...

I actually don't give two craps about how people perceive me. I haven't for many years. If people like me, that's fine, and if they don't…

Full of Nothing Empty of Something....

Dressed in his blue coveralls and neon vest, the man swept the leaves and debris up as quickly as it fell. The tree refused to cooperate…

This is not a post, this is a rant, but aren't the best blog posts anyways? Getting right to the point, why do I need to explain myself...

Not long ago, I did a podcast interview with @TheatreArtLife chatting about how I got to where I am today. I wrote an article titled "The...

Ok, so here it goes, I'm slightly obsessed with my washing machine. I know, I know, I admit, that sound's absurd, maybe even slightly...

Growing up as the son of two cultures, I have encountered prejudice at various points throughout my life. Whether that was in Los...

Living in Hong Kong, you can't help but get caught up in the concerns of it's residents, politically, culturally and philosophically....

Exactly one year ago, almost to the day, I was furloughed by the company I had been working with for close to eight years. Ultimately,...