It was a rainy day and I decided to make a pilgrimage to a museum I visited when I first moved to Switzerland, the Collection de l'Art Brut. The collection was started by Jean Dubuffet, partially, it seems, after discussions (letters to and fro) with a friend of his who felt she needed to create... Continue Reading →
A Feast of Words
I have an idea for the perfect restaurant, and a way for writers to make a living while plying their craft, and maybe give work to a budding actor or two as well. Here's the start: first you will arrive and eat a nutritional mush and drink water. It will be perfectly constructed so that... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 