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Above is the silhouette of the Victory statue Siegessäule, the column of which is made of the pieces of the cannons of the defeated enemies of three wars: Denmark, Austria and France, the “Goldelse” ( Golden Lady) of which was made famous by Wim Wender’s Der Himmel Uber Berlin. (I was so moved [...]
Within a modest house, hung from a stately tree, upon which the leaves had just begun their autumnal turning, toiled a diligent and hopeful ecrivantrist, some say is called Lucy Luddite.
All day and all night she snipped and shredded her mountains of oddly-sized European note paper, chopping 22,000 words which fluttered down upon the heads [...]
It was pitch-perfect, and though it was offhand, it was mean. Or maybe especially because it was offhand. My mom, Karen, and I were going through box one of fifteen that we had wrangled from her daunting storage space, boxes full of photographs, some of which (okay, 750) would be scanned and edited into an [...]