I had a house in Africa. Not Karen Blixen’s farm. Just a house by the sea. On the western coast of Africa, near Conakry, Guinea. Growing up by the sea, for my sister and I, meant a wee bit of home-schooling and most of the day spent in the water. Swimming, fishing, playing pirates with an inflatable dinghy. Fighting jelly fish. Watching dolphins go by. Even a shark once! We stopped swimming just a couple of days. And went back to the sea, to watch the African boats passing by. The odd race by Ghanean canoes, paddling with golden oars.

The Equinox signals the highest tides of the year. Twice, in spring and autumn, the sea would swell, rise to the first steps of the house. Storms would bang the terrace. And we would go out, drenched (why do children love to play in the rain?) and face the high tides from a safe distance of a just a few yards. Magic. Pure and simple. Well, Africa was – and still is a bit – sheer magic.

This blog is about Magic. Fiction. Art. Africa and other places. Like I said: Magic.


Note: This is intended as a multi-language blog. English, Spanish (readers have been spared French so far!) I will try to publish one english and one spanish post every week, around thursday/friday. So if you don’t speak spanish, you’ll get an english post and vice-versa. Speak both? Get two posts. 🙂

Thanks for visiting. Gracias por visitar!

158 thoughts on “About

  1. I remember the Crows story. It left me transfixed. Just read it again. What you have here, my dear, seems like a memoir you don’t want to write. One might even call it a spiritual memoir in the way of Campbell’s Hero’s Journey. Anyone who knew Karen Blixen, whether from living nearby, or meeting at some odd chance, has a story to tell. The land speaks. I went through an Africa period in my reading, as I went through a Russian period and a British period, but Africa, whether with Blixen or Lessing or Achebe or Coetzee captured me.

  2. What an intriguing About page. It has certainly sparked my interest and filled my head with amazing images of the west coast of Africa and children frolicking in the sea. I’ve been to north and east Africa, but not to the west. Posts about Africa would really draw me in. But, then again, so would Magic.

  3. I sure am enjoying your blog a lot so far. Thanks for wonderful posts. Since I do read English and Spanish well (though I cannot say I necessarily “speak” Spanish that well), I look forward to more of your fascinating posts!

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  5. Just came from a blog where I was reading you lived for 3 years in Amsterdam! I didn’t live there, but in that country, and went for a year to the Free University in Amsterdam, before I moved to Los Angeles to continue studying there. Since I read here you speak Spanish and had a house in Africa, I wonder to which ethnicity you gravitate most towards?

    • Haha! This is the opportunity to say it: I’m a Paki Frog. Born in Pakistan from French Parents. My father was Air France and we moved from country to country every 3-5 years. I was raised in Asia and Africa mostly. With an “interlude” in Holland. Bl..dy weather! Went to Grad school in the States, and we have now been living in Mexico for close to 30 years. So, ethnicity? A “Paki” Frog. 😉
      (In what blog did I write that? Jenny’s?)
      Tot ziens meevrouw.

  6. glad to connect in blogosphere. I like your culture-rich posts and side note – the info on the baout page – well one line really says so much…
    this one:

    “Just a house by the sea.”
    such a nice way to grow up.

  7. Hi! I love reading your childhood memories. What a pure bliss! Such a joy to remember those gold old days.

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