Death and murder again. In Berlin this time. On a Christmas market. Dozens killed or injured. Again. Same M.O. So easy to run a lorry through the crowd. And then run away. True cowards always. I read the news by “chance” yesterday. At the other end of the world. And the world keeps turning. As…
Ten thousand thank yous. Diez mil gracias. Dix mille mercis. WP counter for this year 2016 registered 10,004 visits.🙂 Unbelievable. Almost double last year. Thank you all for your visits. Though numbers are just… numbers (!) they do mean something. This blog has been visited 10,000 times. 10,000! So, as a feedback, it means you…
Non-fiction / Photography / Travel / Vintage
Those vintage cars (in colour) had been on my parents’ walls for years (ripped off a calendar, hush). My mother had them framed at the Parklands mall in Nairobi. I can still visualize the Sikh gentleman in charge of the shop. As we moved to the new house in Mexico, there clearly was no space…
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Tambours et fanfares. Drums and music of a military squad Back by popular demand (!) in the streets of Hanoï and elsewhere we follow the steps of the unknown photographer in Tonkin around 1905. The military just loooove their music! Une rue de Hanoï. (Coolies) in a Hanoï street. The workers are using…
Watch your step. Barcelona. 2016. (See the little figure in the red circle?). (c)ourtesy Gini. Street art, Tlalpan, Mexico city. 2016. Fire hydrant with legs. San Francisco. 2016. Copa de oro. Cup of gold. (Alamanda cathartica) In our previous garden. This plant came from my parents’ house. We had rescued it and re-planted it. Not…
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? As my faithful readers must have surmised, I like to touch upon a variety of subjects. I was diagnosed “borderline dilettante” at an early age. Fortunately my Juvenile records are sealed. Fiction, non-fiction, gender, travel and the accompanying “yours truly’s” photographs. But I look at stats (I have been producing…
“Half a century? What d’ya mean, dude?” “Fifty years plus change.” “Still don’t get it.” “I first went to San Francisco in 1965. Half a century ago. Plus or minus margin of error.” “Fifty years, dude? That IS scary.” “You’re telling me!”🙂 The above is the Cable car turnaround of Powell and Hyde, December 1965.…
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Hué. One of Than Thaï’s follies, several of his wives in ritual dress are transformend into musicians, wearing a Marine fusilier’s belt. L’une des follies de Than Thaï, une partie de ses femmes en costume rituel sont transformées en musiciennes affublées d’un ceinturon d’infanterie de marine. Hué was the imperial city…
Caminando juntas contra la violencia. Walking together against violence. Last Friday, in a Tlalpan park, Mexico city. (I am using negative space as Paula taught me:) https://bopaula.wordpress.com/ The Rhone river. Tuileries, Paris, 2015. Penang doors, Georgetown, Penang. (c)ourtesy Alex. The beauty of those Peranakan houses is quite unique. Xocotla Street, two blocks from the new…
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Have you ever imagined having an elephant in your garden? Their sheer size? The fact that elephants have a delicate skin and require daily bathing? This picture was taken around 1900 in Pnomh Penh. Possibly in King Norodom’s palace. The elephant is drinking from a jar on the ground. Well, traditions…
And the sun came out in San Francisco. Light for the colours. Jimmy Hendrix watches over the mural. Can you see him? The last surviving dinosaurs are in San Francisco. (Please don’t sit on me…) Tex Avery’s howling wolf? Barbie’s doll house. Near Mission. It’s a real house. Ah swear! USP. Unique Selling Proposition. On…
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? ? ? ? It is an old photo album. Bound in beige cloth. Marked by the passage of time, like an old man’s hands. There is a title on the front cover: Vues de l’Indo-chine. Views of Indochina. My brother found it in a flea market in Paris and gave it…
