When I was 16 … and a mystery

I went to France to live en famille and learn the language. My timing was a bit off. I arrived on the day of a general strike. Not good, as we – my French exchange partner Gerard Thaler and I …

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Nothing changes

My beloved just bought me a gigantic book of old New Yorker cartoons. This one dates back 77 years to the last great financial collapse. It reminded me of my recent post about Cameron and the mystical “we” politicians always …

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A bit more about phoney art

Jean Cocteau said something very apposite about this around 75 years ago. He was talking about writing, but I believe it applies to all kinds of art: “You do not write with ideas. You write with words.” It is not …

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