When In ParisInParis
September 12, 2014

The Bay Area in the 2010s is Paris in the 1890s. Center of the universe. Where you must come to do your art, if you want to make art that informs as much as it celebrates: This is how to live, now. The differences are in the mediums. Code instead of paint. Pixels instead of […]

May 27, 2014

Back in Portland this morning. Memorial Day week, my favorite time in the Northwest. Winter is done, Spring is wrapping up. It starts getting light around 5AM and I’m up not long after. Barefoot on the deck, watering the arugula, watering the strawberries. Early summer: Everything is green, everything is bright, but there’s still the […]

May 17, 2014

We talked the next morning too, the night clerk and I. About how European guests will let him know what time they’ll be back to the hotel, as a courtesy, so he can know what time people are coming in and whether he can sleep. Whereas people from the English-speaking cultures, Americans or British or […]

May 16, 2014

5AM. Can’t sleep. Jet lag. Jonny In Europe, the usual plan. So I head downstairs to the lobby to tap-tap a few words on the laptop. And scare the shit out of the night desk clerk. “MY GOD! A ghost, with the light from your computer… J’ai pensé que vous étiez un fantôme!” Then he […]

Lingering over a noisette. We talk and we listen to others around us talk and smell the smoke from their Gitanes and hear the clopping of shoes walking by and then we talk some more. In the morning sun, over a noisette. Hard to define contentness with any more clarity… Laughing to myself: See that […]

May 14, 2014

(for romance, dreams, etc…) – Jon Oropeza

April 25, 2014

Rain morning in Palo Alto. Drip + drip = Ick. A fine morning to continue my love / hate affair with Zombie Runner: At 8:59 I hate the place, standing out in the rain, in line for this thing to open. By 9:05 I’m delighted. A well-pulled shot of well-roasted espresso, what can you say? […]