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I went to India last year for the first time. It was a business trip – not an attempt to find myself or drop out or whatever else one is meant to do on a trip to India. But it … Continue reading
Eleven weeks and counting until I hit the open road. Hendrix, Bowie, extreme heat and the mountains ahead.
a beautiful spring sunday in soho….cafes, flowers, linen shirts, capri sandals, carrying the newspapers incognito behind sunglasses, breezes lifting branches overhead, even the graffiti shines on a day like today…. this is the view from inside Housing Works bookshop - one … Continue reading
Tea with an Englishman in this most American of literary joints.
1. Duke of Yorks Picturehouse, Brighton, England | ah, mis-spent (or not) youth – smoking ten malboro red on the balcony with some cheap red (head) as i slipped into the mysteries of saturday afternoons watching Louise Brooks….. 2. Electric Cinema, Notting … Continue reading
I had breakfast with one of my fabulous mentors on the east side of manhattan. And decided to take the early train and walk across the park, which was in full, glorious, bloom!
This gallery contains 8 photos.
I went to India last year for the first time. It was a business trip – not an attempt to find myself or drop out or whatever else one is meant to do on a trip to India. But it … Continue reading
It’s Monday, and I need to get ready for work, but I’d rather pack a roomy, rather gorgeous, brown leather zip-up bag and head to a foreign train station and read a novel by the window while the countryside wakes … Continue reading
it’s saturday: time for european newspapers, coffee and jazz. perhaps here at ground support, west broadway, soho…..all wood tables, collections of vintage National Geographic magazines and a thoughtful, intelligent, proprietor, who truly understands what makes a welcoming neighborhood establishment. His name is … Continue reading