Well, well. You have been patient. I am Bouche dorée, Boca de Ouro. Mouth of gold. Golden Lips. I am still waiting for my mysterious guest. On the porch of my house on the beach of Itapuã, north of Salvador da Bahia. Oh yes, yes. When Levy Colombia wrote me a letter from Paramaribo about…
Where were we? Oh yes, yes. We were in Salvador, in Bahia. I was telling you about Candomblé. About my house in Itapuã. The trip from Salvador was a bit longer than expected. A few “bandits” on the way. Cangaceiros from the Northeast. Some call them bandits, I don’t. I know some of them. We…
Meu nome é Rosa. Rosa “Boca de ouro”. Rose Golden lips or Golden mouth as you please. I was born in Salvador in Brazil. The full name given to the city – not even a mere settlement then – by the Portuguese explorers was São Salvador da Bahia de Todos os Santos… Oh, yes, yes.…
“Don’t make my brown eyes blue”. Sopó, Colombia. 2021. (c)ourtesy my wife. Looking for the Little Prince. Buenos Aires, Argentina. 2022. (c)ourtesy Gini. The Brontë sisters. Bogotá, Colombia. “Somewhere under the rainbow….”. San Francisco, 2016. “I feel a little pale today”. Paris. Artist: Poulain. Catherine Poulain is a French artist. I will look her work…
He lived in a small flat, in a small town, in a small rainy country, a country so small it did not even reach the sea. He had a small job, in a small insurance office. Every day, at precisely eight in the morning, he arrived at the office. He always carried an umbrella: it…
Let me tell you about a place, unique, so unique, a place where Man was born, where rivers hide under the earth, their path only marked by the rows of acacias that run on the ground, a place lost between the clouds, so white, so white, and the sky, so blue, so blue, that you…
Previously on “War and peace”, from my great-grandfather Élie Martin to my great-uncle Philippe Onraët, an account of the family members who went to war, from the Chinese-French war of the 19th century to WWI… This post will deal with WWII onwards. (All images: family archives) 1939, Rwanda-Urundi, East Africa, my uncle Gérard Leclerc was…
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”.…
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?…
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…
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