Welcome to Rebel Strokes
Here, I write about the spaces between breaths and the memories that haunt them.
At Rebel Strokes, I offer glimpses into my internal landscape—fragments of lived experience that range from luminous joy to the darkest corridors of nightmare.
Some mornings I wake with terror still clinging to my skin; other days, I'm wrapped in the gentle gauze of neutral recollection.
And sometimes, unexpectedly, happiness breaks through like sunlight after storm.
These deeply personal vignettes emerge from the sediment of my life—moments when ordinary objects became anchors during emotional storms, when certain slants of light unlocked forgotten rooms within me, when the brush of fabric against skin transported me across decades in an instant.
Memory isn't linear in these pages.
It arrives in waves, in sensory echoes that surface without warning.
The metallic taste of fear.
The weight of a hand no longer there.
The particular quality of silence in rooms where laughter once ricocheted off walls.
I document how we carry contradictions within our bodies—how joy can coexist with grief, how trauma nests inside tenderness, how endings hold beginnings in their palms.
These stories map the topography of a mind trying to make sense of its own existence through both crushing darkness and unexpected grace.
Each piece functions as a mirror reflecting some fragment of human experience.
The nightmares that wake me gasping at 3 AM.
The mundane Tuesday afternoon that suddenly crystallized into perfect contentment.
The neutral spaces between where meaning slowly accrues.
If you find yourself drawn to honest excavations of internal landscapes, if you've ever felt haunted by your own history while simultaneously blessed by it, perhaps these words might find resonance.
Subscribe, and let's navigate together these waters of memory—both the shipwrecks and the treasures that lie beneath.
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About the Author
I am neither a Millennial, nor a Baby Boomer, I am a Xennial, a Multipotentialite, a lost procrastinating soul who loves art.
In 1980, Madrid gave me life, a Xennial caught between analog roots and digital growth.
My childhood: a rocky road, softened by my grandmother's nurturing love and art.
At 23, Dublin's embrace led me to discover photography, capturing life's unfiltered essence.
Lisbon then painted three years of my journey with vibrant cultural strokes.
Love drew me to Aarhus in 2016, where art and entrepreneurship intertwined.
Fatherhood in 2022 added a new, joyous layer to my life's canvas.
Each chapter, from tech endeavors to creative pursuits, builds into my story of resilience, exploration, and the ever-evolving human experience.