Above: Composition for Jazz, Albert Gleizes (1915), Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum, New York City Eskişehir, Türkiye Wednesday 24 July 2024 Last Sunday evening at Starbucks with a new student after my classes at the school have ended. He is an educated man, a well-seasoned man, despite being half my age. Not that unusual. But to… Continue reading Of a jazz that I feel
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Legacy of Shadows
Landschlacht, Switzerland, 3 September 2016 03:32 this morning, awakened by both body and mind… It took me 3 hours to fall asleep again, while I lay on the lawn chair on our balcony, looking up at the stars until dawn, thinking about life and death. In the six years I have lived in Switzerland I have experienced… Continue reading Legacy of Shadows
After sunset
My thoughts this morning while waiting for sunrise is the question of male/female relationships. My visit to Freiburg last week and the discussions I had with friends remain strongly imprinted in my mind. One topic my closest male friends and I talk about after work, tech, movies, music and politics are our relationships with the “fairer… Continue reading After sunset
And no birds sing
I hardly knew him. He was never in my classes in high school. We never hung around one another. His brother and I, though the same age and level, never really knew each other, except by recognisable face in the hallway or presence in the classroom. Until the high school reunion two decades later, I… Continue reading And no birds sing
All you need is cafuné
Earlier today I mentioned that everyone has, or ought to have, a list of ten books they would rescue from their burning building. I have already named two: Ronald Gross’ The Independent Scholar’s Handbook and Richard N. Bolles’ What Color Is Your Parachute?. (See Hope for the Hopeless: Brave New World and Underdog University of… Continue reading All you need is cafuné