Category Archives: Age of Reconfiguration
Changes.
One lovely October morning in 1819, I was rubbing tombstones at Campo Cesto when I heard a woman crying. It was Mary Shelly. Her son William had recently died and she, obviously, was overwhelmed. There was nothing I could do … Continue reading
Birthday Post.
Today is my birthday. In 14 years, I’ll be 80 years old. The idea of becoming old is something I’ve been reflecting on for some time now. Especially those mornings when I wake up full of aches and pains. Once … Continue reading
Agnès Varda & her joie de vivre
Like Hercules Poirot, she was Belgian. Agnès Varda, film director and installation artist, studied at the Sorbonne with Gaston Bachelard who introduced her to the poetics of space. On her own, Agnès studied William Faulkner and his juxtapositions. Already a … Continue reading
Awake with Pythagoras
Pythagoras told his devotees: Let sleep not come upon thy languid eyes until the day’s actions have been reviewed. And, if you’ve done something wrong, you should feel great alarm within. So the other night I got in bed and … Continue reading



