Art as a cure

Sacré Coeur, by Maurice Utrillo. Mid-30’s. Musée Montmartre. Utrillo (1883-1955) was Susanne Valadon’s son (see a previous “virtual museum” post). Montmartre, where he lived all his life, was his main source of inspiration. The church in the foreground would be the small Église Saint-Pierre, one of the oldest churches in Paris. Built in 1147, a…

The high tide of the Equinox

The Sea covered most of the black rocks in front of the house by the Sea. Far, far away, the grey waves merged with the leaden sky. The Land was bracing, waiting for the final assault. The trees moaned in the howling Wind. The rocks shook under the crashing waves. The time had come. The…

“La street c’est chic”

Talent. Singapore. 1917 “Restore coral. Save the ocean”. Tulum (the place of the turtles). Mexico. 2019. Florence, where statues come to life. 2014. Pale ale. Sawadee kraap. 🙏🏻 Bangkok. 2018. The adventures of Isabelle (the little girl) and her aunt, Calendula the witch (to the right.) By Will, aka Willy Maltaite (1927-2000). Will was one…

International Women’s Day. It’s “normal”

In Mexico, we learn early that we have to be careful. They teach us that our freedom is limited, That the streets are dangerous, That we must hide our bodies. It’s normal. In Mexico, since we’re little, they teach us to be afraid. Girls disappear and women are raped. In Mexico a rapist can run…

Time Patrol: Germany 1980

1980. A while ago. We were living in Paris then. Decided to go Germany and visit friends. Took the train to… Mainz, maybe… or Koblenz? Honestly I can’t remember. From there we traveled by boat on the Rhine. To the North. Stayed in cute little towns along the river. I would say it is probably…