Table-talk
In the kitchen that Diego and Kahlo shared when they were speaking, the colours were bright, the pots contrasting and the table was the invitation. Often it would be easier to settle for fast food Read More …
In the kitchen that Diego and Kahlo shared when they were speaking, the colours were bright, the pots contrasting and the table was the invitation. Often it would be easier to settle for fast food Read More …
Carts delivering tourist trinkets into the market square. And the returning empty dollies indicate a job well done. A parade of colour and couriers at ease. And there on that bench a tourist returning from Read More …
The hole in the ceiling awaits the lowering of the sick soldier. An opening for healing hands. The women at the entrance remind me that this building is condemned and unsafe. On the surface it Read More …
The book seller downgraded to magazine merchant still holds court with traditional communist fervour. He believes that everyone has a right. Has the right. Idealism that has sublimated to the need to eat. Down the Read More …
The tented activity in the Mexico City town square marks accomplishment. On Wednesday there was a day devoted to launching a bus service to provide full access for persons with disability. The square became a Read More …
In a theatre designed for vaudeville and built between 1900 and 1932 with ten years off for revolutionary behaviour — the size of the scrims, the curtains, the screen, the secessionist detailing on railings and Read More …
Trying to assemble a definitive description for church architecture by listening to people who warm pews or chairs or stones may be missing the mark. Wandering around Peru I was granted a glimpse into the Read More …
Taking the penetrating images of a life of work and putting them in your own Museum was an exposure no meter could have predicted. The images captured by Mate are more than the pause button Read More …
The keyboard on the sidewalk next to the möbius bench, shading the spiralling lamp-standard waits for your fingers to lever the ivory into music. The invitation more powerful than a stop sign. The sections of Read More …
Lima has been named the city of a thousand fountains. For my teetotaler friends this is a classic place of “water water everywhere and not a drop to drink.” For my tea swilling friends this Read More …