So he sketched inside that church, and outside this cathedral: From spain He sketched while I waited in line outside the Palace; From spain while I checked the map; From spain when he didn’t want to forget the colours; From spain and while everyone else ate...

I would not get lost this day

On my third visit to the The Louvre, there would, because of reasons best unknown, be no real crowd in front of the Mona Lisa; and as I stood, she would reveal to me, in words I could understand, the secrets of making enduring speak-to-me art.