Pot-pourri one-and-forty

San Francisco 2016. West Africa. c.1960-61. Left to right: Little sister, our friend Marie-Martine, and yours truly. En route to the islands. And swimming in the open sea on the way. The boat was a wooden contraption called a Pinasse. Slow, noisy and fab. Brittany, home of my ancestors, half of them anyway. 2013. Not…

Time-warp hazards

Scotty to Captain: “Time-warp modules are down, Sir.” “What do you mean ‘down’? We’re in the middle of a tunnel in bl..dy Tlalpan!” “Sorry, Sir. The Orange man has blocked our main Canadian Time-warp supplier.” “Bombardier? I thought they only did Metro trains and stuff.” “In a previous time-slot, Sir. They have now extended into…

Pot-pourri 40. Feelings.

“What is important is to spread confusion, not eliminate it.” Salvador Dali. Tlalpan. 2017. Yawn… Avenida Renato Leduc. Mexico. Inviting. At a local café. “OMG”, said the stork. 7.5 Billion humans? 😦 “Dancin’ in the street.   Science and Reason shall prevail. (I hope.) Ptolomeo (Ptolemy) and Copernicus. National Autonomous University of Mexico. UNAM. 2017.…

Pot-pourri trente-neuf

London bridge, 2015. We are not afraid. (In French: qu’ils aillent se faire foutre!) New Orleans, 2016. (c)ourtesy Gini.  A “purrty” littl’ house. (For Robert) “I have hit, do you know? unbelievable Floridas / Mixing flowers with the eyes of human-skinned panthers/ Rainbows held tight as reins / Under the horizon of seas, to opaque herds…”…

A morning walk, Mexico

  Being a bit short of time today, I just put together a few shots from my morning walks in Tlalpan, the new neighbourhood we live in Mexico city. Good news: Spring IS here. It will reach you soon. February-March mark the blooming of Jacarandas. Some years the city turns all mauve. I thought this…