Category: France
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Hemingway’s Epigram
A big man named Hubert, a jazz singer, a skydiver, and a wife with a leopard print purse. It wasn’t a joke. The evening felt like something from a Hemingway novel. The Sun Also Rises, perhaps. But we weren’t in Paris. We were in Chartres. And it was 2020, not 1920. My point? Read Hemingway’s…
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Paris in One Word
How do you explain this? How did I get to Paris in the middle of this apparent darkness? One word: God.
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La récolte
La récolte. Do we photograph best what we love the most? Or perhaps the question should be, does an artist ever tire of trying to capture that place which they know will one day be—a place which no eye can behold and no pen can adequately describe? [Photo taken in a friend’s garage, France, 2018]
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The Stars of Quaintness
Was I seeing stars? Or just the future? My first time in “la cave” was in 2007, and the vintner (the uncle of a friend) asked, “What’s the year of your birth?” I told him after some pause, unsure of why he had asked. To this day, I have no idea why he opened that…
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The Clan of the Cave Bear
The series to which The Clan of the Cave Bear belongs was a favorite of my maternal grandmother. I can remember in the 80s and 90s, seeing the thick volumes laying on the little table next to her chair in the family room. But, aside from the first five pages just now, I’ve never been…
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Bretta de Belfort
The lady in the photo below led a remarkable life which spanned nearly 80 years. No small accomplishment for a woman born in 1848, let alone for someone who emigrated from two countries, settling in America, with nothing but her family and a lot of hope. Born in Belfort, France, Bretta’s family made their way…