FRANCESCA HURST AND THE POETRY OF THE PIANO. With charm, grace, and fingers that danced across centuries of sound, she reminded a rain-soaked audience that beauty doesn’t ask for permission – it just arrives.
By Diana M. It was one of those days when the rain seemed to have signed an exclusive contract with the sky – gray, persistent, almost metaphorical.And yet, somehow, in the midst of all those raindrops, a ray of beauty…
AMERICA – turns out, the biggest surprise in America isnāt the scale, itās the everyday grace.
By Diana M. I’ve visited America multiple times, and each time, it felt like I was stepping into a brand-new country. I landed eager to explore, ready for new discoveries, but I hadnāt expected my first cultural shock to come…