• Things we saw at the Museo del Prado

    Thursday, March 2, 2017 4 Permalink 0

    Visiting the Prado in Madrid was one of the major museum experiences of this major museum junkie's life. There were tears and there was laughter. There were feet so sore we barely made it to the end, but we saw every room, every piece on exhibit. Every single one. M was a trooper! It probably helped that I ...

  • Wall art

    Sunday, February 7, 2016 0 Permalink 0

    Shadowland nobility We are at the New Moon, and I woke this morning still in darkness. It is not late enough in the year that 6am on a given Sunday is well lit. Across from the bed, M's shirt was laid across the weight bench. In the shadows the outline was clear and startling: A large cat. A jaguar. ...

  • The Disco Dead Trilogy

    Friday, October 30, 2015 1 Permalink 0

    I. Andrea True is no more If you want to know how I really feel, Get the cameras rollin', And get the action going, More more more... Andrea True was a minor pop star of my early youth. She was from Nashville. She got her start in porn. She wrote a huge hit almost by accident which expressed the zeitgeist of an entire ...

  • Plastic Queer

    Sunday, September 20, 2015 4 Permalink 2

    Stripper on the courthouse steps The first fête de village which M. attended in France shocked him deeply. It was a small rural town in the Tarn, much like the one where we live now, and the one where we were last night – a sleepy farming village. But at one point on stage there came ...

  • Entrée Libre

    Thursday, September 3, 2015 1 Permalink 0

    Everywhere a sign As a student now of French language, French driving permit, and French culture in the everyday all at the same time, I am learning much lately about ordinary public signage which I have until now taken for granted. Some of what I am learning makes me less dangerous to my fellow citizens. One example is the yellow diamond that, ...

  • Rented Minimalism

    Tuesday, May 5, 2015 3 Permalink 0

    A place for the knitting Aesthetic minimalism is a bit like anorexia: There is no satisfactory end point until everything vanishes. It is a style set upon its own extinction. That is why, as you are trying to strip everything to modern design essentials, all normal life-processes are working against you.  As a friend of mine used to ...

  • Cherry Blossom Tattoo Tacky

    Thursday, April 9, 2015 0 Permalink 1

    Spending this last week in Denver has been a crash course in what I no longer know about American culture. It has moved fast in the 5 years I have been away, seemingly faster than in any 5 years of my adult life. I started this post a month ago but it seems even more appropriate now. Matchbox miniature class When ...

  • Mr. Smiley and the Organ

    Thursday, March 19, 2015 3 Permalink 0

    From one gothic to another The small-town Masonic Lodge in Upstate New York had dwindled to barely a quorum of its membership. The last of the line, in their 70s and 80s and facing extinction, had voted to disband the Temple, and to sell its furnishings to those who could better use them. One of the items ...