Annalisa Banello Photography

04/06/2026

Back at Uni as a Contractor (Streetview & Bespoke Virtual Tour provider

and Mentor applicant

07/05/2026

Yesterday at LSBU’s K2 Building, I had the privilege of attending the viewing of Butterflies, also known as Colours of Exile, directed by Vahid Keshavarz, following the kind invitation of my dear friend Maryam Hashemi at the Wrap at London South Bank University.

It was deeply inspiring to meet in person, Vahid the self funded director for this personal project and to watch the poignant documentary in the safe, reflective space of a student hall.

I also want to warmly acknowledge Maryam Hashemi, who participated in the documentary. Seeing her presence within the film made the experience even more meaningful and personal. Her contribution carried courage, humanity, and truth.

Butterflies enters the intimate lives of Iranian artists in exile, exploring displacement, identity, political oppression, and the resilience of art when people are forced to leave behind their homes, families, language, and familiar ground. Yet what moved me most was how the film did not only speak about exile as a political or geographical condition — it also revealed exile as an inner wound, a separation from belonging, memory, and self.

As someone who follows non-dualism and Direct Path teachings, I felt the film on another level too. Beneath the pain of borders, loss, and displacement, there was a quiet reminder of our shared being, the place before division, before nationality, before the stories imposed upon us. Not as a way to bypass suffering, but as a deeper invitation to meet it with awareness, compassion, and presence.

The artists in Butterflies show how creativity can survive rupture. Art becomes testimony, resistance, remembrance, and a way back to truth. Their stories stayed with me because they were not abstract, they were lived, embodied, and beautifully human.

Thank you, Vahid Keshavarz, for creating and sharing such an important work. Thank you, Maryam Hashemi, for the invitation and for being part of this moving documentary.

23/04/2026

I am studying music

I have the living proof that somehow

Somewhere

There is an echo warrior

Guarding our peace

A light warrior
Who sees in the darkness like a puma
Eyes on the prize

Love one another

Or

Find the light that switches everything on!

I am
The presence in which
All appears
The interior world of the cosmo

That which i am.
Pure consciousness

22/01/2026

Pretty Little Fears
a ripple, not a secret.

Bodies leaning in, laughter passing hand to hand,
faces catching light mid-sentence.
Fear in this gallery provate view didn’t just vanish, it learned how to move,
how to travel the room like a friendly current. he he

Thank you to Aurelia, the gallery owner, the artists and their lively audience for turning the crowd into a chorus, where every voice, every gesture,
made the moment louder, warmer, alive.

Caught in the swell by the groovy saxophonist, flash-mob lovely 🎷📸
A fine-tuned afterwave follows, because energy doesn’t stop when the shutter closes.
Smiling is louder when artists are in the room. ✨

✨ Thanks of course for the release of goodies he he ....only had one alcoholic gin and tonic at that point ha ha

Artfully yours,
buoyed, beaming
Love iSAMaziNG!

15/01/2026

🦈🤡
A shark’s mouth.
And inside it, a toy on a spring.
In Haggerston, under concrete and spray paint, the street delivers its own editorial.

The predator is real, ancient, intelligent. Sharks don’t posture, they move with purpose, sensing pressure shifts long before chaos hits.

Then there’s the clown.
Bouncing. Grinning. Wanting everything at once, land, leverage, applause, even drilling into frozen territories as if the planet were a novelty prop. Greenland as a punchline. Power as a game.

The irony?
The shark doesn’t need noise.
It already owns the water.
This piece feels less like satire and more like a warning: when spectacle mistakes itself for strength, it eventually ends up exactly where it belongs, inside the mouth of something far more aware.

📍 Haggerston
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24/11/2025

🌿 In memory of Jimmy Cliff
🕊️ 24th November 2025

“I’d rather be a free man in my grave than living as a puppet or a slave.”
- Jimmy Cliff

Your music was a call to freedom - your spirit, unchained.
Thank you for the rhythm, the truth, the soul.
Rest in power, legend. 🌞🎶🇯🇲

08/11/2025

Fashion comedy, happy 8° degrees plus 4 °

08/11/2025

02/10/2025

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25/09/2025

15 years ago or so private view of his short documentary. Great memories with the historical street performers from Covent Garden from late 80s early 90s.

From the Archive. & ,

Thanks of course for opening up the treatre in me

Take that for