Monthly Archives: July 2016

My Own Equators

I like to travel south.  The further south in Europe I go, the more comfortable I feel.  I’m often following a pull, the  force of personal migration.  The compass point opens up more and more exhilaration.  It’s as if I’m … Continue reading

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Paris tends the Flowers of Evil

  If Paris is still a poem, it’s a 19th century poem.  It’s a poem of dualities, and that’s good and bad.   In spite of the  century and a half that has passed, Baudelaire’s masterpiece, Les Fleurs du Mal, … Continue reading

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Banyuls Earth Art

There is a mythical hillside in the Pyrenees that is superb earth art.  Every time I drive the serpentine path of patterned vines, I think of Robert Smithson’s Spiral Jetty from 1970, and Christo’s curtains.  This anonymous collaboration in Banyuls, … Continue reading

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Camus’ Small Middle Ground

It’s surprising how obscure Albert Camus’ grave is, outside the small town of Lourmarin in the French Luberon. If we hadn’t had to make a U-turn on a Provencal country road, and turned into the cemetery while being hounded by … Continue reading

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