Another passage from Karl Olve Knausgaard’s A Man in Love (the 2nd volume of his My Struggle series) illustrates some of that gradual fading we observe of the intensity of a time away from home, the remembered…
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Lovely as serendipity can be (I’ve also written about Serendipity in travel-planning here), we don’t rely completely on its charms when we travel. Generally, I scope out can’t-miss exhibitions or concerts before we fly; sometimes,…
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I’ve almost finished the Paris exhibition post I committed to a week or so ago, revealing the name of the artist whose work I teased you with, and sharing our approach to art expo visits…
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If you came here via Lisa’s for a peek in my autumn garden, I’ll open the gate for you to walk right through. Mind the thorns on that rose; I really must trim that back! …
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You might well be wearying of my consideration of the liminal space, or spaces, I perceive myself occupying these days. I’d be the first to acknowledge that it’s a privileged Liminality, particularly now when so…
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