Please forgive me, I omitted to get your name when we were introduced last evening in the Louvre. Perhaps I've seen you in something I've read before? There's something terribly "Alice-in-Wonderlandish" about you. Or, perhaps that was Artaud's fault.
Oui, monsieur de La Fontaine, je vais très bien, merci. Et vous? La vie de musée, cela doit être très différent de celle de fabuliste, n'est-ce pas?
Your kind eyes so tenderly laid upon us passers-by do comfort me
in all my childhood memories of reciting La cigale et la fourmi.
And the moon sees me... We all know the rest, no need to continue the ditty. This is what I was privy to this morning when I got up.
I just finished a 3,000 word essay on the subject of my intuition with regard to photography and archiving or collecting. For those who enjoy Jacques Derrida, Walter Benjamin and similar type thinkers, and don't mind getting lost in deep thought, I will post it for your reading pleasure. One interesting result of having written this paper is that I have been freed of Old Montreal. I know, sounds weird. Just read the paper (or simply the conclusion) to find out why.
When she was little, I told her this garden was hers. We lived across the street from it, the Château Ramezay garden. She is now very much grown up, but it still troubles her. "Mom, was that really MY garden?" she asked the other day...
This is such serendipity. Thank you so much YMC for your perceptive eye, cet oeil qui voit tout ce qui est important.
I don't know what it is about the sky down here, it just seems wider than up in Mtl. I love the mix of cloud, sky and sunlight here.
So yea, maybe not just a rock, but one that has become a sculpture... so I apologize in advance to the artist for having simply called it a "rock". Great view though, don't you think?
Taken last week, they are the inspiration for one of my now defunct blogs... perhaps this can inspire me to go on.
The sky was simply fantastic and the drawbridge gave me the time necessary to grab the shot... with my iPhone.Too bad about the flaw in the clouds across the top.
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