We just took a walk around 3 very very silent blocks, with that feeling in the air of suspense,
of something is about to come. For the first time in New York's history (!!!) the subways and buses and trains are all closed down -- thus the quiet streets, no street vendors, people glancing at others...
you would think: wow, lots of time to write, but you feel: ooof, it is all about to close down, this is definitely not like Provence, although we tried to trick ourselves by having a super melon and a bit of domestic proscitto over it -- of course, there in Provence, we would have a slosh of Beaumes de Venise over the melon
I am loving preparations for my Modern Art Cookbook with Reaktion Books.... still lives and recipes by painters and texts, such delights
ah, how fortunate I feel to live in both places! more anon...
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