I came home from Italy with photos of wall art on my phone. Works of art done at night, covert, usually unsigned, unwanted, unappreciated. It’s graffiti, it’s political, it’s minimal, jarring, and beautiful.More
Monthly Archives: July 2022
Bells, Bikes, Beach
An odd sequence of church bells this morning. They toll three times. It’s the three-quarter hour, I think. It must be 6:45. Then come five more bells. A pause, then five more. If it’s code, I can’t decipher it. It’s a summer morning in Pesaro. These are the cool hours in the hot season, mid-July,…More
Be There
The reminders come. You only have so long. This morning I’m online checking in for a flight. Asked for my date of birth I enter 10/29. Then comes the year. I have to select my birth year from a pull-down menu. When I pull it down, I scroll and scroll, watching the birth years fly…More
Yes, Penne all’Arrabbiata, Again
Sometimes you get lucky. I was staying in Rome for a few days, in a hotel near the Colosseum, and happened upon Trattoria Pizzeria da Luzzi. It’s kind of a scruffy place. Young locals eat there. It was a sunny day, so I sat outside. I asked the server, What’s special today? Pennette all’arrabbiata. I…More
I Can See Clearly Now–you look great!
The first pair of sunglasses I owned cost $1.50. I bought them at Pat’s Food Center. Ronnie Fritz and Bob Young showed up at my door one summer day wearing wrap-around sunglasses with black frames. We were in fifth grade. At the time, on a TV show called 77 Sunset Strip a character named Kookie,…More