Bailey Alexander: Dreams from Northern Italy

A year in Prague; 2012- 2013

I haven’t paid this much to attention since the 70’s. I thought I could not care less. Who to believe. Me or myself? Speaking of the 70’s. When I was 13 or 14 I was a ball girl for the Virginia Slims Tennis event in Seattle. All the top tennis talent came to town. It…

Finding your bliss. Meditation. Jumping off cultural cliffs. Gore Vidal. Michel de Montaigne. Reading. Writing. Think that covers enough for today.

Blu, a magazine including stories from Lake Garda to the Dolomites: “Nature has been generous with her gifts here. Water and earth, wind and rock have moulded a territory of great variety, where environment and landscape may change colour and character even when a short way apart, all in a harmonious gradation. From the shores…

Last time I saw The Last Supper was in ’22 at the Leonardo da Vinci Museum in Venice. However, there’s dozens of depictions. Of course, South Park and Mel Brooks got in on the act. Yet the one in Paris missed. Felt off, otherly. A sad US trend that didn’t translate, perhaps we expected something…

In the middle of the night someone stole my bike. I’ve no idea how – perhaps very carefully. When we went to the carabinieri this morning to report the theft, my guy said, “she was beautiful”. I stared at him, then agreed. Of course she was – that’s why I named her Dovima! – after…