London



April 17, 2022

London

Mostly cloudy skies with a high near seventy degrees while C. and I sat in the National Gallery, awaiting the results of our mandatory Covid tests so we could fly home.

April 11, 2022

Bath

As we pulled out of Paddington Station, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the announcements on the Great Western Railway.

April 8, 2022

Somnambulist

One of those fine afternoons when you wander into a dusty bookstore in an unfamiliar city.

April 4, 2022

Violent Light

London. After six weeks here, I still find myself stopping in the street, stunned by how low the clouds hang on this island.

April 3, 2022

Black Walls

We spent a week shivering in a damp atrium with rain dripping down the sides. We called it the Tarkovsky Box.

April 2, 2022

Stone

You can’t climb on Stonehenge anymore, but you can walk around it under the eye of a tour guide and two uniformed guards.

March 19, 2022

Believe

London. Sunset: 6:11pm. It was nice to believe in the future for a little while.

March 7, 2022

Evensong

Yesterday I saw the birthplace of William Blake, now a strip of concrete between an Indian restaurant and an expensive handbag store.

March 5, 2022

Loops

London. The usual clouds, the usual forty-something degrees, and there’s a photograph of my mom on the massive screen behind us.

February 23, 2022

Teeth

London. A sunny Wednesday morning with highs in the 50s, the sun goes down at 5:30pm, and I’m recovering from an exhibition of Francis Bacon’s animal paintings.

February 22, 2022

Gaps and Threads

London. Another day of clouds and drizzle, and somewhere off to the left, I can hear Georges Perec: “Question your teaspoons.”

February 21, 2022

Midnight in London

Few things feel as eternal as a lone bus stop in the middle of the night.