Me wrote something about traveling these days, when you’re me. And honestly, I’m not sure what’s what. You tell me. Et comme toujours (ou presque), c’est bilingue.
(Français sous la photo) 3 years ago I was in NZ, sick like a dog, in so much pain in the guts that I couldn’t imagine eating another bite ever again. Trapped in a body that wanted me dead, with no way out. And I started the Gaps diet (for autists : no dairy and…
Leeks, burnt to a crisp. Poireaux complètement brûlés.
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(Cliquez ici ) Talking with a super-social allistic friend of mine just now. As usual I need to decipher his meaning; he doesn’t use words for their usual definition, but for the emotions that resonates within him. Here is how I described my work with him when we talk: “Well, as usual, once we peeled your…
Hortensia bud. Bouton d’hortensia.
Unknown flower, Alsace, France. Fleur inconnue, Alsace, France.
Enamel on “black” terracotta. Email sur argile “noire”.
Horsetail, Milan, Italy. Prêle, Milan, Italie.
Poppies, Milan, Italie. Coquelicots, Milan, Italie.