Wednesday, 14 December 2016
Monday, 21 November 2016
Early on in 1988 having reached a bit of an impasse in my life I decided to pursue new frontiers. This time my destiny (such foolishness) was San Sebastian, the Basque Country, in Northern Spain. But before getting there I had to go to Paris to see the sights and settle an old account, if you know what I mean.
Anyway, the night before going away a group of my co-workers from Faulkner Color Lab held a gathering at Herbie Greene's house up on the hill. They presented me with this going-away present: a T-shirt repeating my old mantra at the time. That was the scene.
This old polaroid image is all that is left from that evening and whilst reviewing it a flood of memories comes back of a quasi-magical time in that extraordinary town with some unforgettable friends.
Thursday, 20 October 2016
Sunday, 25 September 2016
En este día, septiembre 26, se cumplen diecinueve años desde que Beto se marchó de esta tierra y desde entonces vive cada día en mi mente y mi pecho.
El río de la infancia, aquel que nos unió, aún nos une y por siempre permanece.
Friday, 2 September 2016
Thursday, 1 September 2016
Sunday, 28 August 2016
Tuesday, 23 August 2016
We all waited for seven long years before this picture was taken. Let's hope it will not take half as long again to produce another one similar to this. Many thanks to my daughter Sahara for having flown all the way from the West Coast shores of California to visit us, in this here neck of the woods.
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