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Journal Articles
Home Again
Home again. It amuses and pleases me that returning to Milano, Italia, is so known and so comfortable. This is my...
Dead Ends and Discovery
When driving my car, I go just about the same route every time: the shortest, most efficient path between points A and...
Up North to Haida Gwaii
Haida Gwaii. You can't get there on a whim. It's neither quick, nor easy… nor inexpensive. But it IS stirring and...
Machine Guns and Fireworks
Journal Entry. 1 Gennaio 2017 (January 1, 2017) - Milano Day 3 of a cold that has kept me layin' low. Enforced rest....
Liberty in Milan
How many times has someone said to me with a sneer, "Oh… Milan. It's so gray and industrial." They turn up their noses...
Feelin’ Groovy in New York City
My perception of the enormity, diversity, energy and intensity of New York had felt daunting all these years, so I had...
Charming Treviso
If you're heading toward Venice (Venezia), veer a little north to the charming town of Treviso (Tray-vee-zo). A...
Magic and Marvel
Journal Entry - 2 June, 2013 - Milano Early Sunday morning and I've opened up the house to the first warm breeze since...
Typographic Jam Session
"Affamata di Sapere" - "Hungry to Know". That seemed like a meaty phrase around...
Along the Ligurian Sea
Mention a trip to the "Italian Riviera" and one envisions palm trees, beaches, hot sun and relaxation. In fact, Russia...
Almost Baked My Ballerina Flats
It's Sunday night. I arrived on Thursday morning in the middle of a hard, driving rain. Since then, it's been wet,...
Market Day is Saturday
In this neighborhood, Saturday is market day. A string of city blocks nearby is blocked off and filled to the brim...
At Home in Milano
(Click on each image to enlarge it.) 17 May 2013, 3:03 p.m. - Milano The nightingale is singing in my courtyard and...
Hiatus
It's been a pause, a respite from one endeavor so I could shift energies and surge headlong into others. I took a...
Monday’s Pace
It's Monday in Milano, soon to turn 3:00 pm, the end of the day's slow start. I've been hunkered in the house at the...
The Last Bouquet
Saturday morning, 11:30. The church bell just tolled. Birds in the courtyard. A lovely, fresh breeze through the open...
Evening Canal Walks on the Navigli
At 10:15 last night, I stepped out the front gate from the public courtyard of my apartment complex and headed north...
A Stroll Around Old Nice
As a designer, artist and photographer, I can't go anywhere without seeing Design, Art and Photography. Nice, France,...
Nice, along the Coast of Blue
They're not kidding! When they call it The Coast of Blue - Cote d'Azur - it doesn't begin to describe the...