Street eyes

Lion eyes. Always read the eye on the wall. “Murder on the dance floor.” The beetle’s eyes. Toxic eyes. (Michelada is beer with lemon juice) Zapatista eyes. Eyes of the “barberess”. The Prince’s eyes. (No idea, really. Making it up as I go) Bienvenida, welcome. Remember my eyes when all else is gone. “Soldier ask…

The jewel in the lotus

Om… Mani Padme Hum. The jewel… In the lotus Generosity Ethics Patience Diligence Renunciation Wisdom “My name is Rangzen. It means Freedom in Tibetan. One day we will be free.” “Om mani padme om” (Or Om mani padme Hum) is one of the most famous mantras of Buddhism. It means “The jewel in the Lotus”.…

Pot-Pourri # one. (catch) twenty-two

Stairway to heaven. Bogotá, Colombia. (c) Oscar. Goldfish Airways, Cuernavaca, Mexico. “Vol de nuit”. Night flight by Saint-Exupéry. Wot? Not night? Ok. Day flight. Have posted it before anyway. The art is still there after a few years. Mexico city 2021 Downtown. Mexico city. Wasn’t there a “Downtown” Petula Clark song? Around the 19th century?…

Parallel universes. Continued

Previously on Parallel Universes: Starship Equinoxio is suspended in mid-hyperspace. Last frozen image on screen (see above) represent two tigers by an obscure 20th century Catalan painter. Chief Engineer Scott has been working non-stop for the past 24h to fix the engines. “Scotty? Captain here. Status report? Any minute now Sir. Mr Scott, it is…

Parallel universes. Paris. New York

World Trade center, New York. November 21. “Scotty? Ready to jump?” “Aye Sir.” “Jump then. Full warp.” “Hyperspace jump at full warp, Sir.” Left Bank, Paris, July 21. Fée aux griffons. (Fairy with griffins) Gustave Moreau, Paris. Moreau (1826-1898) was a “symbolist”) or deemed so painter of the 19th century. I would say a painter…

A morning walk, New York

Mexican Liberty, Thompson street, NY. We flew to New York the week-end before Thanksgiving. A strange (COVID-wise) yet wonderful comeback to the great city. This mural by Kobra was one of the first things we saw the day after we landed. (Liberty 1. Liberty series. Yep. A new series.) New York natives were friendly. Though…

Another Paris stroll

“Somos guerreros”. We are warriors. Rue de l’Ourcq. Paris. I was puzzled by the jaguar theme, very much “A Mexican in Paris”, sans Gene Kelly, until I edited the picture and saw the signature. Sadly I couldn’t find the artist on Boogle. Daphnis and Chloé by Carpeaux (1827-1873). Carpeaux is the author of “The Dance”…

Warriors

“We were warriors once. “We lived in the desert, by the Red sea and the Gulf of Aden. Or so the white man calls them. “All the tribes feared us, the Amharinya, the Tigrinya, the Erythreans, the Somali. We were warriors. We were the Danakils. “To marry the young maiden of our choice we had…

Street Art here and there

“Euphorie des sages”. Euphoria of the wise. Bogotá. (c)ourtesy Oscar. “Happy birthday, Mr. President.” Mexico city. “On the road again”. Artist: Duek Gonzalez. Shotgun shot. The fall of the House of Usher. Edgar Allan Poe. (Mexico city) Cold street. On foot this time. Must have been a great mural, but it has been tagged. Sigh.…

The ‘idea’ of a museum. Paris.

Pont Alexandre III. Traveller 989. ‘Idea’? What do you mean? “Bridge over troubled waters”. (Simon & Garfunkel). Under a bridge on the Canal de l’Ourcq. A homeless tent behind me. Spared from the rain by the bridge above, s/he awakes every morning to this “woman in blue”. The artist? Titi from Paris? A “titi” is…