Carcassonne, The Poet Joe Bousquet and His Bedroom
Climbing up to the top of St. Vincent’s Gothic Church from the 14th century, this is what I saw of Carcassonne. A city that everyone told me I would not l...
Climbing up to the top of St. Vincent’s Gothic Church from the 14th century, this is what I saw of Carcassonne. A city that everyone told me I would not l...
4711. Sounds like a JAMES BOND code, or something that M15 would whisper out when making that all important phone call. “4711, you there?” 4711 exhi...
Today they tell me the door will be open! Today!! On the Friday dream road we levitate down the Corona of Via Tagliapietre. They tell us today the door will be ...
Like Bologna, the men of Florence smell good and the women who even look unattractive are gorgeous. Men smell of that cool Brilliantine early in the morni...
In 1999, I was working at a french bank in London where I became addicted to a machine that was meant for the traders, but that would shoot out stories from Reu...
Many years ago I found this photo of a boy while doing research. I was extremely haunted by this photo. I kept referring back to it. I am not sure what it is. I...
Way back in the late 80s when I began to study the various works of Joseph Beuys and moved into a fine art area from having immersed myself in theatre and actin...
I became an official WOOFER last June. What is Woof? Woof is a beautiful organization that basically helps curious people who want to work on a farm, get experi...
Since my Berlin time, I have made a point of making my way to the various concentration camps that I have researched over the years. I grew up with a father who...
I have a curious place in my heart for Belgium. Fashion designer Ann Demeulemeester is from Belgium. Her fashion up til 2010 when she was the head honcho, one c...