Monthly Archives: November 2021

Baudelaire Walks Pandemic Paris

Posted on November 28, 2021 by jillbpearlman

Walking through Paris in the (imagined) aftermath of a pandemic, I had the uncanny feelings of déjà vu, that things had disappeared and been replaced, leaving behind a residue of scented melancholy.  The gap between then and now ignited a … Continue reading →

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Madrid: Light, Shade, Goya

Posted on November 18, 2021 by jillbpearlman

Goya, I’m understanding your mystery.I see your country through your emotions.You who said that there is no need for color, only light and shade.  A man crossing a plaza in full sunwill have the crackle of sun around him,the scintillation of … Continue reading →

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The Alchemical Saffron Harvest

Posted on November 7, 2021 by jillbpearlman

Years ago I started imagining a saffron harvest, conjuring up the process of hundreds of humans, with their hands, turning fields of flowers into an essence, a spice, dried stigma so concentrated it’s almost like a drug. Time passed.  As … Continue reading →

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