In 1905, a year after her father died, Virginia Woolf, then 23, took a vacation with her sister and two brothers near St. Ives, the town along the Cornwall coast where as children they had spent summers that were among the happiest times of what would become a loss-haunted family history. It was there she reconnected […]
Continue reading →Austin Kleon, who’s been playing Erik Satie on the piano a lot lately, has a nice post on this rather eccentric composer. It leads with a bit about a favorite subject of mine, the creative power of walking He was, like, many of the greats, a walker: On most mornings after he moved to Arcueil, Satie would return to Paris […]
Continue reading →Walking Firenze Leon Krier, from “The City Within the City”.: THE QUARTERS. A city can only be reconstructed in the form of urban quarters. A large or a small city can only be reorganized as a large or a small number of urban quarters; as a federation of autonomous quarters. Each quarter must have its […]
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