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Sunrise, Angkor-Vat, Cambodia. January 2018. “Yes, Scotty?” “System is down, Sir, we have to resort to analog visual substitutes”. “Binoculars, Scotty? You must be joking! Are we flying blind?” “They’re very good binoculars, Sir. Mid 20th century. Not a scratch.” “I don’t care, get the system back up! All passengers and crew: fasten seat belts!…

Pot-pourri (19)53

Lori’s diner, San Francisco, 2016. (Scotty? Prepare to warp) Sunset at my sister-in-law’s country house. Interior of Colombia. c.2015. (Sir? Haven’t you said you don’t much like sunset photos? I have. Said that. Scotty. Photos do poor justice to any sunset.) 😉 Vincennes Zoo, Paris. End of the 20th century. The last two polar bears…

1944. Liberation of Paris. The end

Previously on “Liberation”: the gallant crew of TSS Equinox has gone back in time to Paris, August 1944, in search of the Captain’s uncle Gérard Leclerc who participated in the fighting to liberate Paris. Above: two high-ranking German officers are taken prisoners. The private driving the Jeep seems to be asking: “Where to now, General?”.…

1944. Liberation of Paris

“Mr Spock, Mr Sulu, good morning. Bridge to Engineering room: Scotty? Ready to hop at full warp?” “Yes, Sir. Destination?” “August 19, 1944, Paris.” “The Liberation of Paris, Sir? I’ll put the shields up. May I ask whether we have a special assignment?” “You may, Scotty. We’re looking for my uncle, Gérard Leclerc, who was…

The Artist’s house, Bangkok

Bangkok, as many cities in the “South” is a pot-pourri of sorts. Extreme beauty side by side with abandoned car parts in the street. A 21st century elevated metro stepping over century-old canals. The city can get to you. Unless you know special gems hidden away. The Artist house on Klong Bang Luang is one…

Paris eternal

Palais du Luxembourg, Paris, December 1946. Among the countless stuff gathering dust in my drawers is a stamp collection which will be donated to Grand-baby Gonzalo in due time. And another collection of first day issue envelopes. Not too sure how it’s called in English. The envelopes, sometimes postcards, were issued on the day of…

Pot-pourri one and fifty

“Evening Captain. Another Pot-Pourri, Sir? It’s been a while.” “Evening Scotty. Yes it has. Do you have your destination?” “Yes, Sir. All over the place?” “All over the place Scotty. Beam us down.” (Above: a chair from Rajahstan. Author’s personal collection. Didn’t go there yet. Bought it here.) Cheetah mother and her two cubs. East…