Headed to the Kimbel to see an exhibition based on Casanova’s travels and proclivities only to be delayed and defaulted to Tadao Ando’s magnificent modern art museum. The man himself was here for dinner last night. Wonderful eclectic collection despite assigning Scully and Bacon to the Anglo Americans ( they do the 









same with Irish athletes, maybe scientists). A few samples included. Loved the stairway for Booker T Washington from Puryear, the haunting Warhol and the outdoor Stella and Miro.
Thence to the Kimbel and a spectacular collection of Canalettos, Fragonards, Hogarths and Tiepelos but no cameras allowed – although I did sneak in the ever reminiscent Voltaire. Along the way met the well travelled lady commander of the art club bar ( we had water) whose first Basque antecedent hit Mexico in the 1530s and the restaurant gate keeper who primed us for the Jesus staircase in the Loreto in Santa Fe. We recommended John Prine – Jesus, the missing years.
Onwards to Oklahoma City!




he pursues rewardingly multiple professional interests . We need the creativity and drive of migrants, like Alain – and us!,



. Meantime Blair has assumed an unfamiliar pose.

Grace from New Orleans taught us this pose – we have learnt so much on this trip!
We promise to be careful




Eleven by Jason Himes – memorial to the Deepwater Horizon oil spill


– Erin from Love Circle and Zeke from the Irish Channel, Grace the actor, producer and singer also from Chelmsford but this time in MA, the servant of Blair and the Maid of Orleans.



