The memories of a brief encounter near an aquarium in a restaurant leads a man on a fast track into the boiling waters of lust and wanting when a mysterious folded napkin,fans his colorful feathered tail in a short story about the cock sure strut of a proud man….

Everybody know he’s a motherfuckin’ artist…

Compression tools are very hard and long sometimes.

A small diary entry by a chicken.

Just something that popped into my head!!!

Poem.

A different look at Aesop’s "The Fighting Cocks and the Eagle"

Poem about men.

Lay,pay,say,peg,beg,leg,toy,boy.

The picture that I use represents one of the symbols of Portugal and is related to an old legend.