“Two eggs, over easy? More coffee honey?” The waitress was middle-aged. She had curlers on. And late fifties, early sixties glasses. You know the kind? Tear-shaped with fake diamonds. A cigarette was dangling from her too-red lips. “Want more coffee honey?” “Honey?” I blinked. Nothing. Closed my eyes. Opened them. I was back in the…
The swamp monster, Brittany. Toltec warrior, at the site of Tula, Mexico. The city of Tula reached its peak around 900-1150 AD. Miao Zedong has left us. A gift from from Daughter #1 to my parents 16 years ago, we took her in when my father died a few years ago. She was the only…
We were not quite prepared for July in San Francisco. We did bring wind-breakers which were quite useful, and a sweater, but SF can go from warm and sunny to cold and foggy in a minute. Above and below: 16th Avenue tiled steps. Quite unique and well worth the walk and climb from the Golden…
“¡Tierra y libertad!” (Land and freedom) Emiliano Zapata, one the leaders of the Mexican Revolution, 1910. Tlalpan, Mexico city. LA Seine. THE river. (What? I’m partial? Yeah. So?) The dark side, Camden Town, London, 2014. Toulouse Lautrec revisited. Mexico city, 2016. Detail, “Delight your senses”. I thought the dancer was “la Goulue”, but it’s Jane…
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Por Virginie Martin-Onraët // @gini_martin Una Historia de Familia es un documental dirigido por Pablo Rogero que narra la historia de Mario y Sergio, una pareja de Barcelona que toma la decisión de convertirse en padres. La historia acompaña a la pareja a través de los tres años que dura el proceso de…
The streets of San Francisco evoke an old TV series with a young Michael Douglas and half a block long cars chasing each other down the steep slopes of the city. To me, all streets in San Francisco seem to end in Powell and Market. Maybe because the hotel was on Powell? See the first photo…
Equinoxio 