I turn to art for peace and tranquility…
At the Alliance Française:
Yesterday, saw Kleinhans’s photography exhibit: Perigord, France. Made me aware of how much I need a change of environment. To breathe fresh air in the morning, inhale the fragrance of potted red geraniums resting on some steps leading to an ancient, worn wooden door trimmed with black wrought-iron hardware. To hear no automobile or construction machinery, no piercing telephone rings. How I would enjoy slowly opening a shuttered window to gaze on a landscape uncluttered by buildings or highways—solely to appreciate nature’s greens, browns, yellows, oranges.
Maybe Tuscany would do the trick!