“Midday” in Paris

Dalí. Atelier des lumières. Paris. Summer 2021 Alevtina Valentine. First I thought the name was misspelled. But no. She is a Belgian-Ukainian artist. The area we stayed at is full of art galleries. Always the temptation to push the door and ask: “how much?” and go back out with your head down. As a backup,…

A morning walk, Paris

Traveller 996. I would say 2.10 or 2.20 ms tall? (Many feet.) Browsing at the bookboxes along the Seine. I like the green hair. Come to think of it, I believe I only had “escargots” once during the stay. (Darn.) Vintage ad in a café. Just a door knocker… Parisians are such snobs. Mardouk, Medical…

“We’ll always have Paris” *

Two years without going back to Paris. How would I find the old city? The answer: chaotic, traffic-jammed, invaded by masked nitwits running on electric scooters at 20mph on the sidewalk. But Paris will always be Paris. Notre-Dame, the old “girl”, is still there, doing well. The reconstruction is progressing at good speed. (Paris, July-August…

Street Art en la calle

“War is coming”, said the Poker man. Mexico city. 2021 “Blue, blue my wall is blue…” 🎶. Mexico city. “My name is Pink. My surname? Flamingo.” Bogotá, Colombia. 2021. (c)ourtesy Oscar. Chinelo dancer. Cuernavaca. “Da real thang”. Ahuatepec. The Lady by the highway. By Duek Gonzalez. On the way back to Mexico city. The Peyotl…

A morning walk, Mexico

“A dog day afternoon.” On the 14th of March we decided to launch ourselves to another district where we might get our first vax shot. First centre was packed. We moved over to the other centre in the district. Found a few gems along the way. The Jaguar looked at us and said nothing. Blue…

Back to the Sacred mountain

“My chest is a morning glory, “My song a porous rock, “My soul, a dandelion “The wind tears and blows away.” The Chinelos danced to the Sacred Mountain. The Dragonfly called the Deer She prayed to the Corn God. The Owl opened the door. The Corn was born. The flute player called the budgerigar My…

Asia: back to the future

Royal palace, Bangkok. 2018. Back to the future? In more ways than one, I guess. I was born in the East, in India under its Pakistani guise. (To me the names change, the land and the people not so much.) We then pushed further East to Vietnam, briefly, and Cambodia which we left in ’57.…

Street Art cocktail

Dance brigade. San Francisco. 2016. (We are on a mission here, folks) All you need to disinfect the planet. Bogotá, Colombia. 2020. (c)ourtesy Oscar. The gentleman bird thief. By Bué the warrior, a Belgian artist living in Mexico. Colonia Roma, Mexico city. c. 2018. Fee-lines. Bogotá, Colombia. c. 2018. For Juanito. Penang by bus. Rastafari!…

“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…