Larry had to get back to New York, but I stayed on for five days. It was rather lonely, especially at night. But I found myself entranced by the darkness and the light. All the monuments beautifully lit. I know it's a cliche, but the gulls soaring all around. The strange … [Read more...]

Indescribable beauty. Wonderful people. I will be adding more photographs and watercolors, not to mention traveler's tales and text, soon. Just getting back. Ready to leave. … [Read more...]

Jelly made from red and yellow roses, dried apricots and figs, a brazier of hot coals brought to your table. the fairy chimneys, people living in caves, the confluence of the Bosphorus, the Golden Horn, and the Sea of Marmara, reading Melville on Istanbul, halava, men sipping … [Read more...]

That is no country for old man, Yeats says at the beginning of his famous poem whose title I have modified for my purposes. In case you are wondering where the Cohen brothers found the title to their very dark film. Or I might add this is also not a country for old women. Not … [Read more...]