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CHAOS & OLD NIGHT

I’ve had plenty of chaos & old night in my life, from which I’ve run, hidden, or distracted myself. The line is from John Milton’s ‘Paradise Lost’, which has the rebellious angel, Satan, thrown out of heaven for some unconscious act, begin to contemplate the deep realms of hell to which he has been relegated.

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The Musée des Beaux-Arts, Dijon

The Musée des Beaux-Arts is located in the centre of the ancient town of Dijon, in what used to be the palace of the Valois Dukes of Burgundy. The architecture is stunning, with its high mansard roof and neo-classical trimmings, it was created slap bang in that last century when the ancien regime was floundering and the flames of revolutionary fervour were being fanned.

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The Doge’s Palace Under Water

The first time I saw Venice, it was in November, time of floods when the water rises and infiltrates St. Mark’s square. We were there for three days and each day the water rose higher until eventually they put up a rough scaffolding of wooden tables lashed together on which you could walk without having to wade through three feet of canal dredge.

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The Seduction of Venice

Gazing across from St. Mark’s square to the Isola di Saint Georgio, through a line of bobbing gondolas bedded down in their royal blue coverlets, the distant island seems to float on the very air like some ancient Xanadu from the demented mind of a drug addled poet,

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