while we were in this house, in pieve de cadore, about three miles up the hill from calalzo, a young red haired woman was speaking to her red-haired sons in gaelic
their father was a wood carver taking part in a carving festival at Auronzo de Cadore, farther up the valley beyond the railhead
he said it was a competition to see who could carve the best piece in five or six days
of the seven deadly sins, the eighth and worst by far is emotional blackmail ... the diligent practise of this subtle and ancient art creates a constantly evolving darwinistic moral vacuum in which the brightest new manipulative ideas and stratagems flourish ... and which only you, or i, can fill !
Friday, July 14, 2006
the gate to the arsenale
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