Welcome!

I’m Anna.
I write, paint and make stuff.
Mostly for my own selfish, soulful gratification; sometimes for other people who pay me.

This blog is a digital notepad of sorts, where I empty my brain of random rantings.

From the Blog…

Walking Away

I often wonder about the decisions we sometimes have to make, the difficult ones that often leave someone else hurting. It’s never easy when faced with a choice between self and other, especially where the ‘other’ is as highly prized as self. No one wants to be the...

In Defense of Feminism

Feminism is dead. But only for those of you who have never had to live without the simple rights it stands for and defends. It is dead to you because your circumstances are such that you have never had to give its purpose any real thought. Those who crave its...

Being On Purpose

The recent death of a friend has left me mulling over a freeing realization that I have been compelled to share. I can only liken it to an epiphany, for want of a better word. The individual in question was one of the most jovial persons I have ever met in my...

“To Beat, or Not to Beat?” Is Not the Right Question

If you were raised in a Jamaican household chances are you’ve gotten a good beating from a parent at some point, whether an aunt or an uncle, a grandparent, or some other relative. If you didn’t then I'm willing to bet you know someone who did. We Jamaicans ‘nuh ramp...

Shame on you AJ [Editorial]

Dear Editor, I was shocked and enraged to the point of tears to learn of Minister A J Nicholson's statement and his subsequent hesitation to withdraw the statement on the premise that it was just a joke. Rest assured, Mr Nicholson, rape is no joke -- flexible or...