Very odd being a tourist in a city where I spent the first half of my life and everything seemed normal not remarkable --so I go around taking pictures of things-- a cafe in Soho
a door near the British Museum
my favorite bookshop -- Persephone -- where I stocked up on all sorts of things.
Then the 38 bus through Picadilly Circus
past the Ritz
then the train to Clapham Junction
to my cousin's house
where we discuss family endlessly and I snap inadvertent still lives...
and the South London front path.
ps: Very soon Seth Apter, Roxanne Evans Stout and I will be announcing an art and writing workshop we'll be teaching in New York in the spring --details to follow shortly.
