the rest is confetti

from The Louvre

The Lovers by Jef Joseph Marie Thomas Lambeaux (1852-1908)

Must be spring again, the clocks slip forward under us whilst we drink the wine saved for a special occasion, made from grapes that grew in the soil around vesuvius, and I marvel at how easily things travel to be in our hands

Alfred de Musset, from a poem titled "The Muse," featured in The Penguin Book of French Poetry: 1820-1950

Whyn Lewis (Scottish, b. 1973, Edinburgh, Scotland) - In the Loop, 2009, Paintings: Oil

Reverse glass paintings of "H.M.S. Victory and The Hogue and "H.M.S Royal Albert 131 Guns", England, mid 19th century

Octavio Paz, ‘The House of Glances’ (selected lines), A Tree Within (trans. Eliot Weinberger)

oil on canvas, 2023

from The LA County Museum of Art

Rosa Chacel, from a diary entry featured in Diario, originally published in 1993