It is interesting to note that the modern wedding is almost entirely a feminine affair. Flipping through Martha Stewart’s Wedding Magazine, I find that few men make an appearance. And those that do are in the background, facing away from the viewer, or otherwise made a prop to their blushing brides. An archaeologist or art [...]
It is so much trouble to keep up on one’s blog when the internet is two blocks and four flights of stairs away. And I certainly have little inclination to do so when it is a) snowing, or b) sunny. Which we’ve had in rapid succession. Last Sunday we had to come back early from [...]
Cephalopods are amazing. If they take over the Earth, I’ll be first in line to support my new overlords. They can mimic anything with skin like a television screen, and some of them are bigger than Kraken. Their appearance and behavior is so bizarre that at times they seem more like the Old Ones from [...]
I gave directions to someone today. An old Greek woman, slight and animated, asked me as casually as can be where Syntagma was. “Syntagma?” I repeated the only word I recognized, only to recover enough to point in the right direction. Afterwards I wondered if she thought I was Greek — a mistake never made [...]
There is an old woman who walks up and down Attikou, slightly deformed, hunched and petite, as if she just came out of the wash. She wears a tiny plaid skirt that shows her loose underwear from the back, and other things, both fabulous and worn, mismatched and misplaced. Today she wore a child’s cap [...]