And sorting through photos to free up some space on my MacBook. . .
Funny how a trip to a city barely a month ago seems rather distant now -- equally funny to me that it will take more time to bring that city closer again, in memory. Do you know what I mean? Does travel change the relationship between space and time for you as well?
The day we serendipitously discovered this traboule in Lyon, for example, just hours after I'd been reading about the secret passageways throughout the city that allowed bolts of silk to be moved from one place to another expeditiously and without being exposed to rain which could damage the fabric.
My good friend Alison Watt, who introduced me to the joys of travel journalling by teaching me some simple techniques and by warmly encouraging all my efforts, is offering two sketching (drawing, painting, travel journalling) workshops in Lyon this September with her friend Kelley Aitken (like Alison, Kelley is an artist, a writer, and a teacher). I heard last week that a few spots have opened up in both the week of 7th-14th and of the 16th-23rd. More information here, if you're interested.
Dinner's ready, apparently, and I will confess to you that after more than a month of restaurant meals, Pater and I will be sitting down in front of the TV tonight and catching up with the Fab Five on Queer Eye. . . Domestic routines. Not glam, but rather comforting. . .