I didn’t want to write another This is My Emotional Experience piece and I don’t have any good artistic dilemmas to explore right at this moment so I thought I’d make a little postcard story of sorts. I haven’t been taking many pictures but here are a few in some sort of chronological order.
It’s raining right now in Milhars, France. Has been almost every day and the dogs are barking and some jerk seems intent on weed whacking every single part of the village everyday but the bread is also so very fresh and the cheese so soft and stinky and the towns we visit so medieval that no one is really complaining… well, it would be nice to be hot and sweaty… c’mon now sun!
In a week I fly to Paris and start a month of clown school. You better believe I’ll have some ka-rayzee stories then.