11 days, give or take. confirmation that hell exists on earth and it is called terminal 5 at heathrow. milano-venezia-milano. >1000 pictures and note that italy does not permit photos inside its museums. a half-dozen books, a vintage district map, prints and postcards, and a very important mask.
now my mind is set to whirl and yet i have to think about going back to work tomorrow! hurrah! boo! hurrah!
oh and amidst all the miles of walking/trams/waterbuses/trains and Looking i had an acceptance: a very old little piece called “all our frames are dust” will be up in late november in metazen. thank you christopher!