Not talking about Brussels. I mean Chicago. The once Windy City presented itself today in one continuous downpour! I arrived in the early afternoon, took the metro and the bus towards Boystown, where I had my hotel. I had opted against an easy airport hotel and preferred to be in town for the day. I […]Read More
On my hunt to see, if possible, all Frida Kahlo paintings in Mexico City, I do discover, by default, Diego Rivera, her husband. Their lives were so intertwined, it is impossible to discover one without the other. So far though, I had not had that much interest for Rivera’s work. I had seen a few […]Read More
Frida Kahlo is probably the reason I am in Mexico City right now. I first heard about her in 1991. She was mentioned in an interview that Madonna gave to a magazine in her Los Angeles home. The article described a painting that was hanging in one room, of a Mexican painter I had never heard […]Read More
Joe is one of my new friends in Seattle. His day time job is managing a project of Public Health for Seattle and King County, mainly for drug users in Seattle. They are, for example, providing clean needles for drug users, in order to prevent HIV infections, as well as social advice for those in need. It […]Read More