Knackered by the flu, with all of my bones hurting, I dreamt I was a stuntswoman for Starsky & Hutch (yes) – unfortunately I could only use my right arm and a not very encouraging right ear. Most of the time we probably live on the edge of this dream world where everything is possible,… Continue reading
Welcome back after the weekend, here in Milan we are ending up one with our galoshes! Days of friends and little kids, fine food, laughter, nice ideas and conversations to fight back the darkness of this time of the year. I am very grateful I have learned, in the long run, which are the things that… Continue reading
Reading at the same time “Dalva” by Jim Harrison and an essay called “The brain that changes itself” by Norman Doidge has troubled me deeply. “Dalva” is soaked in the most ancient American history, completely fused with the landscape and those who inhabit it. No rethorics, no mysticism. But animals still retain their power for… Continue reading
This year I’ve been working a lot on this, and these days I am going back to it. Like a silent vegetable garden under the snow, I hope to find it grown. It’s a book about Bruce, and like most books, it’s also a map. Today everything is black & white, it makes you want to listen to Johnny Cash.