As I said before, upon arriving in a new country, one would give in completely to the existing culture and find it exilarating!And yet, there are times when one would feel a little bit outspoken, a little bit submerged. It is natural then to survive by looking for ancestral values. Thus this little piece on calligraphy.
I was accompanied by Harry, a newly made friend at the school where I taught photography. Later on, he introduced me to Louise, my wife to be! He was a good friend and we invited each other at our respective homes quite often. I was very grateful to him. I always wanted to tell him how I appreciated his friendship and how I was thankful for all the things he brought to me whether directly or indirectly! But shyness probably stopped me from telling him. In 1980, he passed away! I will always regret my shyness and I have decided then that I will always be forthright to people!