i’ve been disassembling an old book of postcards i picked up at a parisian flea market years and years ago.
thinking i will make something from them and from the old crumbling book cover.
in fact i’ve been thumbing through all of my old old books. somehow the more dilapidated the more appealing.
the pages are like onion skin. each cover, a miniature door into an intricate, rich past.
at art from scrap in santa babs i found an old leather bound book of poems by ruben dario.
ruben dario! nicaraguan poet i wrote about here.
when i was in nicaragua! wait.
was i really there?
or was it all a dream?
my mind is already hopscotching forward to december where it is again thinking of a tropical christmas.
and in between those vague travel reels that are always rolling, i’m also imagining just a quick little jaunt to paris.
no no no
it’s naples i must return to.
carol & i drove through naples 10 years ago. by that i mean i was driving and she was studying the map. it was chaotic and frightening and terribly exciting. especially when we rounded a bend and the bay of naples was spread out below us. a turquoise mirror. we gasped. we screamed. i was having a nervous breakdown. she took over the wheel.
now i’m spending more time there via the pages of the book, MY BRILLIANT FRIEND. oh it is so so good. i’m listening to it while driving, folding laundry, doing the dishes, chopping onions, sitting at my kitchen table in a trance.
more more more!!!
i’m going straight into book 2 of the series. when i’m finished. i musn’t be deprived of one second of the story of elena & lila. not one!
i had some trouble getting into MBFriend, but now i’m hooked.
I dug through the old photo archives on my computer and found a few pics from our drive …
we pulled over as soon as we could and took this pic:
bleary-eyed, straight off a plane. no sleep. why were we both wearing white?
if anoyone ever says, “hey let’s fly to rome from LA, rent a car, and drive to the amalfi coast all on the same day!” then if they say, “it’ll be a piece of cake!”
RUN! fast and far.
okay…back to my book! happy sunday & see you soon & all that jazz.