Today is the ninth anniversary of our first date. I will never regret letting you eat from my plate. Joyeux anniversaire de premier rendez-vous, mon amour!
Above: 7am trek through West Village to clean the reception loft before flying back to Switzerland, 2008. Exhausted after nine days of wedding, but happy. Below: our first picture, in [...]
A year ago today we stepped on to European soil with the intention of hanging around awhile.
In that time I have traveled more than I ever hoped or expected to, seeing bits and in some cases much of Spain, Portugal, Italy, France, Austria, Germany, Netherlands, Czech Republic, and Suisse. I have learned about life in [...]
It was simply my best day, ever.
In truth I hadn’t expected it to be–grand yes, but so many aspects of the celebration sounded much more grand in planning, and the ceremony itself was not the most thought-out part of what we now call our Nine Day Wedding (& Four Hour Honeymoon).
I was rewriting the text [...]
Apfelstrudel, still warm, Café Einstein.
Over the five days we were in Berlin (Buurlin or Belleene as spoken by the locals) I had Lou Reed’s Berlin in my head.
We were in a small cafe, you could hear the guitar play.
Can-dle-light and Du-bon-net on ice…it was very nice.
Oh Honey, it was paradise…
It was so grand to pass [...]
Whenever I hear the word “culture,” I bring out my checkbook. ~Le Mépris, Godard, 1963
We spent the following day on the gorgeous island of Capri, or part of it, as you can see above. One lands at the large port (x number 1) and can from there take the funicular to the main piazetta of [...]
Venice is like eating an entire box of chocolate liqueurs in one go.
~Truman Capote
Tonight, after another day of resting on my back and dreaming of the city beyond my windows–the world of birds and bells—the menfolk return to roast a chicken and potatoes and flourishing salad and a lily for me, now displayed on the [...]
McSweeney’s hosted a contest to celebrate the release of Lawrence Weschler’s Everything That Rises: A Book of Convergences. The contest: “Submit your own convergence—an unlikely, striking pair of images, along with a paragraph or three exploring the deeper resonances.”
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This pairing of flea-market photographs has hung above my desk for as long as I can remember. [...]