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Paris Dispatches: Epilogue for a Two-Month Flânerie

Georgia Fee Summer 2015 Residency Session is now accepting applications. You can find more information about the residency and how to apply here.    Suddenly I am back in Brooklyn. After an exhausting arrival (much weighed down by the addition of a cheap duffel bag filled with flotsam and jetsam—how did that get through customs?) I woke to a white-out snowstorm. I returned to Armory Week, daylight-savings weekend, and the eve of the full moon in Virgo. I have stockmarket tips from my... [more]
Posted by Brett Day Windham on 3/11/15
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Paris Dispatches: The Day of the Markets / Bon Dimanche

Georgia Fee Summer 2015 Residency Session is now accepting applications. You can find more information about the residency and how to apply here.      Le Journal d'un Seul Jour —For Allison— “What strange phenomena we find in a great city, all we need do is stroll about with our eyes open. Life swarms with innocent monsters.” ―Charles Baudelaire   I see the sun spots reflected on my courtyard walls. It rained like crazy yesterday and now there's a sun and bluebird skies. I shake... [more]
Posted by Brett Day Windham on 2/27/15
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Paris Dispatches: Flâneur, Finally

Georgia Fee Summer 2015 Residency Session is now accepting applications. You can find more information about the residency and how to apply here.  Front and Back Covers for Physiology of the Flâneur, Louis Huart, 1841 Source: Gallica.bnf.fr, National Library of France   Describing The Flâneur (as I have been asked repeatedly to do throughout my project, and rightfully so) is a complex proposal. Now, nearing the end of my residency, after all my exploring and reading and trying to... [more]
Posted by Brett Day Windham on 2/24/15
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Paris Dispatches: A Week of Reckoning

  I promised that this post would address more deeply the meaning of the flâneur, and my coming to terms with that idea... but I am breaking that promise. I am not ready yet. Two weeks remain. There is so much that happens during the course of each walk, each day—let alone each week. Injuries, excitement, illnesses, minute discoveries, museums, visitors, sleepless nights, fancy dinners, no dinners, metro tickets—all piling up. There is so much that has changed, shifted from my original... [more]
Posted by Brett Day Windham on 2/19/15
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Paris Dispatches: Ad Hoc and On The Ball, or Intermittent Mittens

  “...People complaining my letters not describing streets. As they used to. Clothes. Facades. In every little detail. I being increasingly caught up. In rhythm of trajectory.” —Gail Scott, My Paris   As I become a little more used to living in Paris, it is taking more effort to stay sharp. I rattle around in the wee hours in this charming old apartment, which I share with communes of mice and a nocturnal man upstairs. I am accustomed, a bit, to living in a half-spoken second... [more]
Posted by Brett Day Windham on 2/13/15