Le swimsuit

I still need to get the car adjusted, but I also need swimsuits. I think of my swimsuits as new, but they are falling apart. Again. It seems that this is all so recent, I bought new ones in 2009 and again in 2013. There are so many things one must keep track of nowadays. … More Le swimsuit

We have translations

Coming out: Oh fury the dawn emerges from your lips The scandalous life of César Moro Various lions lick the rugose surface of the equestrian turtle at twilight Under editorial consideration: About seven more. Axé.

“Socialist realism is condescending and Republican”

That is what I wrote on my ticket to the national art museum in Latvia, while looking at socialist realist painting. I learned about Nationalist Modernism that day, and the National Constructivism of Romans Suta. I saw how the St. Petersburg institution where painters were trained, had constrained them. The museum also had a wonderful … More “Socialist realism is condescending and Republican”

Aujourd’hui

Today I am buying skin products. Fancy ones, if I can. Things for the eyes, and things with vitamins C and E. I will get T-Mobile cell service, too. I will balance my checkbook and pay all bills. This is the week to patch the paint on the house. I’ll have the car detailed, and … More Aujourd’hui

What I bought in Latvia

I should have bought: ceramics, salt scrub and other cosmetics with Latvian herbs, black balsam, mittens, belts, amber, and perhaps other high-quality, traditional and artisanal things. What I really bought is: – Books: an interesting guidebook in German, a Latvian grammar, an English translation of a Pushkin story – Postcards: many, from a bookstore, scenes … More What I bought in Latvia

An evening in Riga

I said by mail: Is the main cathedral Lutheran? It looks like it inside, but then again that might be because it is reconstructed, having been more or less destroyed by German bombs on 29 June, 1941. I went to the organ concert there and determined that this organ and these players are not actually … More An evening in Riga