Tag Archives: America

Ten Years After

Make it up as we go along
– The Talking Heads

August 1st is Swiss National Day: on this day in 1291, the cantons of Uri, Schwyz, and Unterwalden formed a federal charter, the beginnings of what eventually became Switzerland. Fast forward seven hundred nineteen years: on the first day of the eighth month of 2010, we left California. I had been in the bay area since 1985; Annie, in those same twenty-five years, lived not only in California, but also Montreal, Japan, and Arizona. Continue Reading

West Virginia versus Switzerland

For a few summers in high school I worked as a river raft guide in West Virginia. Lately I’ve been a technical writer for a medical devices company in Switzerland. Both are land-locked, mountainous regions. How else do they compare? I know you’ve been wondering about this for a long, long time. Continue Reading

Façon du voir Edward Hopper

Ses meilleurs tableaux avons blancs: la voile blanche d’un sloop gréé de gaffes, l’extérieur blanc d’une maison en clapot de la Nouvelle-Angleterre, le blanc d’un phare de l’Atlantique, l’uniforme blanc du type qui travaille derrière le comptoir du restaurant. Le blanc est une couleur solitaire: il reflète tous les spectres de la lumière. Même si… Continue Reading

Weg Edward Hopper zu sehen

Seine besten Gemälde haben weiß: das weiße Segel auf einer Gaffelschaluppe, das weiße Äußere eines Schindelhauses in New England, das Weiß eines Leuchtturms am Atlantik, die weiße Uniform des Kerl, der hinter dem Tresen arbeitet. Weiß ist eine einsame Farbe: es reflektiert jedes Lichtspektrum. Obwohl es gibt in sienem Weißen auch Blau-, Schwarz- oder Grüntöne,… Continue Reading

Ways of Seeing Edward Hopper

Ein deustche Version findet man hier. Il y a une version française ici. His best paintings have white in them: the white sail on a gaff-rigged sloop, the white exterior of a New England clapboard house, the white of an Atlantic lighthouse, the white uniform of the guy working behind the diner counter. White is… Continue Reading

The Accident

By seven in the morning the raft guides at Wind River Outfitters were busy getting ready for the day. The truck that hauled all the gear, a faded green Ford with a crew cab, was already loaded with life jackets, helmets, and paddles, all thrown in the truck bed. Three inflated rafts were stacked on… Continue Reading