Beauty comes in many a guise. He loved Beauty. Mayhap, ‘tis why they loved one another. For both were beautiful, inside and out. Some say they were mimetic Each reflecting the other. I believe they were symbiotic. When he saw Gaudi in Barcelona He decided he would be an architect For the beauty of…
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Attitudes to street art seem to be changing. I was taking a photo of some wall art in an alleyway just off Hoxton Street in Hackney when an old woman, carrying her shopping into a nearby housing estate, walked past. “Lovely init,” she said in a Cockney accent,…
San Francisco 2016. West Africa. c.1960-61. Left to right: Little sister, our friend Marie-Martine, and yours truly. En route to the islands. And swimming in the open sea on the way. The boat was a wooden contraption called a Pinasse. Slow, noisy and fab. Brittany, home of my ancestors, half of them anyway. 2013. Not…
Previously on Equinoxio: Chief Engineer Scotty seems to have fixed the Time-Warp modules. I’m not entirely at ease. Last time he said that we found ourselves in the middle of the battle of Hastings. Some historians mention that the sudden appearance and disappearance of a Red dragon may have led the Normands to victory. Nevertheless,…
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