February 2012
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The Mediterranean… Photo Shawn Dogimont
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Parque Natural Cap de Creus. Photo Shawn Dogimont
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The wind-beaten rocks in Cap de Creus. Photo Christian Dogimont
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Following my dad and Kita. Photo Shawn Dogimont
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Cactus leaves. Photo Shawn Dogimont
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Not much further along the trail. Photo Shawn Dogimont
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On one of the many trails that winds away from and above the old fishing village. Photo Shawn Dogimont
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Driving into Catelonia and taking a couple of days to discover the mythical town of Cadaqués.
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Words of advice. Jules Moore and her William Burroughs LP recorded by Giorno Poetry Systems.
January 2012
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The Dean Street/Brookhaven connection: Vicky Bartlett, Hugo Guinness and Thaddeus O’Neil. Thank you for dinner Hugo.
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Hugo dollars.
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I’m terrible at taking party photos. I don’t know how these society photographers do it. This was last night at the Jane Ballroom for the launch of Hugo Guinness’ collaboration with Coach. We had a lot of fun. From left to right: Maria Cornejo, Vicky Bartlett, James Truman, and Hugo Guinness.
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“Sometimes I Wonder” by Jack Pierson. A wonderful birthday present that reiterates my thoughts every time I walk by it.
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James Oakley and Victoria Bartlett at her birthday dinner in Arden Wohl’s loft, New York.
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Happy Birthday Vicky!
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Tilda Swinton by Sandro Kopp at the Lehmann Maupin Gallery, New York.
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A late afternoon walk up to Lake Charlotte with Vicky and Maria, Pennsylvania.
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The first snowflakes of the year in Equinunk, Pennsylvania.
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Sodade by Cesária Évora
December 2011
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Here comes Santa… Directed by Nash Edgerton.
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The Alteration of Tintin
I discovered Tintin when I was seven. Hergé took me on an exciting trip around the globe and gave me an early taste for travels and adventures. He fed me exotic names, taught me that events had to be provoked, that one single strip can sum up all the beauty in the world, that dogs do talk. I traveled the world aboard the Karaboudjan, the Sirius and the Pachacamac. I...
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Lots of feathers.
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A feather.
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Slippers.
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Somewhere in Mark and Maria’s wonderful house. I forget which level. I can never step back far enough to grasp everything.
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Looking for photos in his studio. Everything here is beautiful.
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Mark’s guitar.
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I met my friend Mark Borthwick for a coffee and a pain au chocolat this morning at Café Pedlar. Mark is one of the most creative people I know.
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Tati Cotliar in my friend’s apartment in Paris. She reminds me of Claudia Cardinale. Photo Shawn Dogimont
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Sex, alienation, existentialism… Alberto Moravia wrote Il Conformista in 1947, which was turned into a film twenty years later by Bernardo Bertolucci, and Il Disprezzo, or Contempt, in 1954 which was adapted by Jean-Luc Godard this time almost ten years later.
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Hannelore Knuts close to home, Bushwick.
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All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.
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Wes Lang in his studio, Brooklyn.
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Visiting Wes Lang’s studio in Bushwick, Brooklyn.
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One of my favourite paintings by Wes Lang.
November 2011
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A native American was here.
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Gabi Asfour and Jessica Mitrani at The Odeon, New York.
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Hugo and Elliott’s rooftop, Boerum Hill.
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Hugo Guinness, Boerum Hill.
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A beautiful Fall day in Brooklyn.
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Dean Street, Boerum Hill.
October 2011
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Burn, bébé, burn! The most aptly named Blaise Cendrars has had no equal in modern literature when it comes to setting a page on fire. He chose his nouns the way pyromaniacs select their tinder, then ignited them with adjectives and verbs that spark like phosphor.
A teenage runaway, global nomad, soldier, and adventurer, Cendrars (1887-1961) lived an exuberant, incandescent existence, but it...
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With no direction home. Photo Shawn Dogimont
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A last load of laundry before moving to New York.
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Punk is alive and well in the south of France. My new friend… Photo Shawn Dogimont
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A private chapel on the hiking trail leading to the river Tarn, France. Photo Shawn Dogimont
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Life passes by like this shadow. Réalmont, France. Photo Shawn Dogimont
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“Are you happy?”
Lars von Trier explained that he had been going through an extended period of depression while making some of his previous films, Antichrist included. Now, having stopped drinking, he has rebounded with this apocalyptic vision and anxious world view, which he cheerfully described as “my most optimistic film.” Melancholia, a title then inspired by the...