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Another voyage in space and time. (Not again?!) A quick nap. Casa de las campanas. House of bells. Tlalpan. 2017. (I liked the previous colour better.) The eyebrow workshop. Paris. 2015. Maasaï warriors. Amboseli National Park, Kenya. 1967. Chinelos dancers. Two weeks ago, literally around the corner of our house.  There are many traditional dances…

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Veracruz, Mexico, 2003. Blue crab on our doorstep. We’d rented a house by the beach. There were dozens of those blue crabs everywhere. The Eiffel tower, from the Musée de l’Homme. Paris, 2016. The Forest Mother. Tlalpan. 2017. The little men of Guérande. Brittany. 2010. Guérande is renowned for its sea salt. A procession in…

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Colours , Mexico city. 2016 Grey. Bogotá, Colombia, 1940. “Cough syrup Escovar. Cough. Flu. Colds.” Musée de l’Homme, Paris. 1916. Contemporary African art. Breton knight ready for tournament. c. mid 1300’s. Bibliothèque Nationale. (c)ourtesy Honorine Tellier. Visit her great blog for horse lovers here: (Honorine je ne t’ai pas demandé la permission… Pas de souci?) https://artequestre.wordpress.com/author/pouruncentaure/…

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Another journey in space and time. Who cares about numbers? Scotty is still working on the dinosaurs safari project. So he says. I wouldn’t hold my breath. Meantime… the above was taken Rue de Seine, Paris, c. 2016. Sketch by Gil Button. “Dieu et mon droit”. London, 2015. Better hurry up to post London shots,…

A morning walk. Mexico.

A week tomorrow since the earthquake. The streets of Mexico are silent. Eerie. This is the South. The South has colour, there is noise, movement. Yet, hope of finding any remaining survivor is practically over. And the streets are silent. I’ve just made a selection of photos taken a few weeks ago near the centre…

Pot-pourri three-and-forty. A journey in space and time

1910, Brittany. First row, seated, l. to r. great-uncle Philippe, great-aunt Jeanne, my great-grandmother Wilhelmine, “auntie” Irene. Second row, standing: “auntie” Daisy, my grandmother Julie, and great-uncle Jean. When my great-grandfather, Henry-Felix died in India at the end of the 19th century, great-grandma Wilhelmine (Kaiser Wilhelm was very popular in the British Empire until WWI)…