Tag Archives: Picasso
like a lobster
Blue lobsters are extremely rare. Their color is due to a genetic anomaly. Although coveted by some cuisine connoisseurs, it seems they taste like any other lobster. Maybe because once they’re cooked, they turn red like the others. Picasso painted … Continue reading
Ekphrastic Copyists
Pablo Picasso said “Good artists copy, great artists steal.” So he did both. On the left is a painting by Velazquez, “L’infante Marie Marguerite” (1655) and, on the right, Picasso’s version of the Infante Marguerite (1957). On the left is … Continue reading
Pain and Painting
The stars were especially bright that night. They twinkled at me so I twinkled back because I was in love walking arm in arm with the man I loved. A woman on the corner of Saint-Germain des Pres and Rue … Continue reading
Lee Miller
One hot morning in July of 1937, I woke up needing to hug a tree. So Hugh suggested we drive to Mougins for a brief vacation because that area of the Côte d’Azur was full of pines, olives, and cypress … Continue reading
Brio and Bon Ton
It was late November and, animated by the chill, I went to see the exhibition of Käthe Kollwitz’ etchings at the Obelisco in via Sistina. How the walls of the gallery could hold up so much pain I don’t know. … Continue reading



