This was an enjoyable read as I visualized each artist/writer as they spoke to one another. Reminded me a bit of the Woody Allen film "Midnight in Paris"...a favorite movie of mine. I could hear the din of the cafe and voices all around and have always fantasized of having an open studio/home of sorts, the kind Gertrude Stein had where artists were free to visit and show their art and talk about it. I've longed for that kind of conversation and do have it with one artist via text and email but it's just not the same as in person conversation. And as you have mentioned several times before in your essays, one could also write about such profound thoughts in a journal as well. I should've been born long ago (longer than I have been) to have been graced by the French cafe tables of Man Ray and Duchamp. I'd most likely listen more than spoken.................
This was an enjoyable read as I visualized each artist/writer as they spoke to one another. Reminded me a bit of the Woody Allen film "Midnight in Paris"...a favorite movie of mine. I could hear the din of the cafe and voices all around and have always fantasized of having an open studio/home of sorts, the kind Gertrude Stein had where artists were free to visit and show their art and talk about it. I've longed for that kind of conversation and do have it with one artist via text and email but it's just not the same as in person conversation. And as you have mentioned several times before in your essays, one could also write about such profound thoughts in a journal as well. I should've been born long ago (longer than I have been) to have been graced by the French cafe tables of Man Ray and Duchamp. I'd most likely listen more than spoken.................