Thursday, March 8, 2012

then and now...








Funny how time slips by...here are some photos shot by my friend Josie Borain from a fashion trip in Paris 25+ years ago....and a pic by Voni Glaves 2 days ago.  43,72,45,0,W
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8 comments:

Doug said...

another 25 year and you will look like Brad Pitt

March 8, 2012 at 8:25 PM
Scott said...

I wonder what percentage of people not regular readers of your blog would pick living the Paris life vs The Field Lab life.

March 8, 2012 at 9:02 PM
SD said...

25 years ago I was in another world too. It is still there. In pictures.

I started following you after the NYT article a year or so ago I think. Thank you for sharing the experience.

I think the deserts here in Arizona are more hospitable.

March 8, 2012 at 9:26 PM
Dani said...

And, if my memory serves me well, Josie Borain lives in Cape Town - small world :)

March 8, 2012 at 9:32 PM
jandean said...

Love the Telefunken t-shirt.

March 8, 2012 at 10:32 PM
Dizzy-Dick said...

You look much better now.

March 9, 2012 at 9:38 AM
remmij said...

pre-apologies for being wordy, but time is a wordy subject...
... good looking loaves - the James Beard of Terlingua?
Women with cameras are like women with guns -
often dangerous, often accurate.
(a little premonition Carl beak in the Borain set? Voni has million mile eyes))

Time passes, time dances, in the end, time wins - every-time.
Growing things, in a desert, is a worthy tonic.

As Carl says; "microbial to apex, we're all just links in the food chain -
it's the scratching & crowing, in between, that counts..."
btw, the chicken/egg thing - Carl says the rooster came first...
Savage Chickens
TFK

Frank Costanza: Let me understand, you got the hen, the chicken and the rooster. The rooster goes with the chicken. So, who's having sex with the hen?
George Costanza: Why don't we talk about it another time.
Frank Costanza: But you see my point here? You only hear of a hen, a rooster and a chicken. Something's missing!
Mrs. Ross: Something's missing all right.
Mr. Ross: They're all chickens. The rooster has sex with all of them.
Frank Costanza: That's perverse.


"If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast." E.H.

March 9, 2012 at 9:38 AM
Allen Hare said...

Fun with photos. I like 'em all. Your friend's kitchen looks nice. The bread looks tasty.

March 11, 2012 at 6:55 PM

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