18 Sep 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments

09/18 Paris, France

Sometimes when I take photographs I place more value on where I am standing than what I am looking at.  In Rouen I stood where Monet stood.  I preferred the light and shade of a subject, the dark spaces that define its character and capture the surroundings of the moment, revealing its alternations.  That evening’s twilight was a symphony colored in grey and rose that I watched as I waited for the sun to set. (more…)

18 Sep 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments

Poem 061 Scepter and crown

Scepter and crown, come tumble down, now it rises from the underground. Can you hear the music?

Beauty in this world, she lies, hidden in its home, there once, then gone again, with the wind she roams

An echoing song, like the leaves dance with the wind, I’ve seen them, pass in silence, or stand and watch again

I have seen it, grow and die there, in these places where it’s free, a walk, along the subway, I can still hear it’s melody

It’s an easy way to get there, in and out again, yet me, like lots of others, who wander to its end

Beauty in this world, she lies, hidden in its home, there once, then gone again, with the wind she roams

20 Sep 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments

09/20 Paris, France

I attached myself to the rear of a group touring Notre Dame.  After I came down from the tower I found myself sitting among delinquents in the square just outside the church.  After I finished a cigarette I proceeded down to the Louve.  It took me all day to wander its halls, a maze of inconveniences.  I planned on coming back in a day or two to catch up on what I missed.  I always wanted to learn how to paint, so  I enjoyed watching the students copy the masters.   (more…)

20 Sep 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Itinerary, 0 Comments

Itinerary 13

Trekked into the interior of Switzerland and then travled north by train into Paris.

Italy: Milano

Switzerland: Brig, Spiez, Friboura, Lausanne, Morges, Geneve, Lausanne, Angles, Sion, Visp, Zermatt, Visp, Brig, Bern

France: Paris,

21 Sep 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments

09/21 Versailles, France

The wind blowing through the trees surrounding Versailles whispered voices from it past.  Is it a revolt?  No it is a revolution.  Words.  Words that had challenged the cast system of the church and the rich.  Science, literature and invention tore the fabric of the aristocrats.  It started here.  A revolution now and then can be healthy thing.  I followed an English speaking tour to gather additional information.  It was a beautiful home but the maintenance bill must have been outrageous.  I guess it is good to be King?  (more…)