Monthly Archives: February 2022
FEBRUARY 26, SATURDAY
BEAUTIFUL BUILDINGS Celebrating life in Paris one more time as Kyiv burns. A reminder that as Ukraine is being shelled that Paris survived the Second World War more or less intact and that it took a long time for much
FEBRUARY 26, SATURDAY
BEAUTIFUL BUILDINGS Celebrating life in Paris one more time as Kyiv burns. A reminder that as Ukraine is being shelled that Paris survived the Second World War more or less intact and that it took a long time for much
FEBRUARY 25, FRIDAY
LOVE NOT WAR At the center is love is food shared by people who care about each other. Our most alive holidays—Christmas, Thanksgiving, Easter, 4th of July—bring us together to celebrate by sitting around the table and eating together. All
FEBRUARY 25, FRIDAY
LOVE NOT WAR At the center is love is food shared by people who care about each other. Our most alive holidays—Christmas, Thanksgiving, Easter, 4th of July—bring us together to celebrate by sitting around the table and eating together. All
FEBRUARY 24, THURSDAY
BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE The ordinary people of Paris doing their ordinary everyday beautiful routine, just like the people of Kyiv until yesterday.
FEBRUARY 24, THURSDAY
BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE The ordinary people of Paris doing their ordinary everyday beautiful routine, just like the people of Kyiv until yesterday.
FEBRUARY 22, TUESDAY
LIGHT On a day when it seems like the world is again falling into darkness through pompous posturing, transparent lies and blind imperialism I don’t feel like saying anything. Instead, for a day or two or three I want to
FEBRUARY 22, TUESDAY
LIGHT On a day when it seems like the world is again falling into darkness through pompous posturing, transparent lies and blind imperialism I don’t feel like saying anything. Instead, for a day or two or three I want to
FEBRUARY 21, MONDAY
BLOWING BUBBLES I started these daily posts as a way of describing the events of each day as I traveled through Greece and Germany. But I found I liked wondering about my passage through daily life in Greece and Germany
FEBRUARY 21, MONDAY
BLOWING BUBBLES I started these daily posts as a way of describing the events of each day as I traveled through Greece and Germany. But I found I liked wondering about my passage through daily life in Greece and Germany
FEBRUARY 20, SUNDAY
APRIL IN PARIS, MY NEW DIGS I was too busy getting used to my new digs today to write. It will take me a while to settle in in imagination, but in a little over a month you‘ll find me
FEBRUARY 20, SUNDAY
APRIL IN PARIS, MY NEW DIGS I was too busy getting used to my new digs today to write. It will take me a while to settle in in imagination, but in a little over a month you‘ll find me
FEBRUARY 19, SATURDAY
UNMASKED IN ASHEVILLE When I went into Asheville a day ago with Todd and Susie it was windy but warm in the sun. We had lunch outside in the sun at a new Cuban restaurant called Little Chango. The food
FEBRUARY 19, SATURDAY
UNMASKED IN ASHEVILLE When I went into Asheville a day ago with Todd and Susie it was windy but warm in the sun. We had lunch outside in the sun at a new Cuban restaurant called Little Chango. The food
FEBRUARY 18, FRIDAY
BLACK MOUNTAIN COLLEGE MUSEUM Just down the road to the east of Warren Wilson College is the site of the former Black Mountain College. Before and during WWII it was a refuge for German artists fleeing Germany and a Mecca
FEBRUARY 18, FRIDAY
BLACK MOUNTAIN COLLEGE MUSEUM Just down the road to the east of Warren Wilson College is the site of the former Black Mountain College. Before and during WWII it was a refuge for German artists fleeing Germany and a Mecca
FEBRUARY 17, THURSDAY
PURE COLOUR I just finished reading Sheila Heti’s Pure Colour. It is a short novel with almost no plot that doesn’t take long to read. While reading it I thought of William Blake, a seer, a person who can see
FEBRUARY 17, THURSDAY
PURE COLOUR I just finished reading Sheila Heti’s Pure Colour. It is a short novel with almost no plot that doesn’t take long to read. While reading it I thought of William Blake, a seer, a person who can see
BILLYBABA’S WANDERING 