I’m writing from Chiang Mai, which is about as cliché as it gets for a particular activity in a particular location. Winter’s an unsavoury time to be in Berlin and I need a break from producing pretty words for the money people.
Loved the read, a few chuckles and inward squirms. This, ‘These days you’re rarely given the opportunity to enjoy something before being confronted by its inverse negative consequence.’ was interesting as it rings very true. Looking forward to continuing the reads.
“ I felt somewhat ridiculous in all my gear and gadgets next to its nude brilliance.” Wonderful. Full of wonder. I love this piece, the stream of revelations and insights.
Thank you! Made me chuckle on the soup Warhol part. And felt very hopeful on the cold water moment. Also, extremely real mailbox anxiety! Can't wait to go away from this german madness forever. But while I'm still here for approximately 5 years, I'll enjoy being clueless. Hope half year is still considered briefly...
Thanks for this and for the link to "Art of Dying". I became aware of Peter Schjeldahl only recently via "Also a poet", his daughter Ada Calhoun's book about Frank O'Hara, him, and her. I liked the book and guided by it also read Frank O'Hara. Now I'll read Schjeldahl. A side note about "Also a poet" - I heard it as an audiobook narrated by Ada Calhoun - it has so many recordings in it that I think the actual written book version must be less effective than the audio version.
No more pretty words for the money people
Loved the read, a few chuckles and inward squirms. This, ‘These days you’re rarely given the opportunity to enjoy something before being confronted by its inverse negative consequence.’ was interesting as it rings very true. Looking forward to continuing the reads.
“ I felt somewhat ridiculous in all my gear and gadgets next to its nude brilliance.” Wonderful. Full of wonder. I love this piece, the stream of revelations and insights.
My wife and I migrate south away from the winter in Munich every year.
Thank you! Made me chuckle on the soup Warhol part. And felt very hopeful on the cold water moment. Also, extremely real mailbox anxiety! Can't wait to go away from this german madness forever. But while I'm still here for approximately 5 years, I'll enjoy being clueless. Hope half year is still considered briefly...
Thanks for this and for the link to "Art of Dying". I became aware of Peter Schjeldahl only recently via "Also a poet", his daughter Ada Calhoun's book about Frank O'Hara, him, and her. I liked the book and guided by it also read Frank O'Hara. Now I'll read Schjeldahl. A side note about "Also a poet" - I heard it as an audiobook narrated by Ada Calhoun - it has so many recordings in it that I think the actual written book version must be less effective than the audio version.