In keeping with the change in seasons, a header change: detail from a photograph I took of a sunset over Vernazza, Italy. This is the actual photograph; makes a pretty screensaver, if I may say so myself.

He takes trains and planes, always with a book of poems in his pockets, for there is a great need for talismans in this time of post-time.

Like the rain that had falls equally on the thorns and the roses of the century, history corrodes secreted personal memory.

It is for this reason, perhaps, Paul and Primo had left this world via the Seine, via the stair, leaving a flowering axe, and a periodic table.

For a complete audio-visual feast go watch Hemia - The Complete Film - Sigur Rós's concert movie; 100 minutes of your life will be redeemed.