I‘ll take that rickshaw. At the Blue Mansion, Georgetown, Penang, Malaysia. December 2017. Or jump inside the book: Tintin in Shanghaï in the 1930’s. (To my faithful readers, that is what I meant once by “living inside the book”). The blue Lotus is one such book. Or take the boat? On-line tickets available. You have…
Thoughtful. Up the towers of Notre-Dame. Don’t do it, it’s cramped, and the security mesh they’ve put impedes any decent view or photography. The above is a victory of Photoshop. See the original further down below. Vintage. My brother’s lair, Paris, around the corner from Impasse Satan. My brother is getting vintager and vintager every…
Broussaille and Catherine by Frank Pé. Brussels. c. 2015. I don’t only break hearts. La street c’est chic. “Quail-hill”, Paris, 2018. Raffles Hotel, Singapore. 2018. The Raffles is a symbol of Singapore. Much to our dismay, it was closed for remodeling. Have to go back. 🙂 Stamped. Paris. 2018. How many stamps (real stamps, mind…
Liberty is a privilege. I have lived in and traveled to enough countries to verify that. It is a privilege conquered by our ancestors. Fought for with courage. And I am sorry to say: Liberty is in danger. Assailed from all parts. This is not a political memento. Just a reminder. Food for thought if…
Previously on Equinoxio: L’Atelier des lumières (The Lights workshop) in Paris has put together a revolutionary presentation of Klimt’s (and Schiele’) art using light and technology. Above: “Kuntsschau Wien, 1908”. Kunst means Art. I suppose Schau means Show? (Help us out, our German or German-speaking friends). Fasten your seat belts. We are going back 110…
“Don’t make my blue eyes brown…” Or is it the other way round? Latin Quarter. 2018. A Dino Fiat at the flea market in Saint-Ouen. (See Midnight in Paris). This little red thang was built in 1969. A thousand units. It really is a Ferrari disguised as a Fiat. Engine by Dino Ferrari, son of…
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