2-11-96

            A quiet morning reading Brassai’s “Miller”;  then bagels and the NYT. (New York Times.)   Work this afternoon at a health fair.   Conceived this idea.

            I’m not sure what causes my fascination with Paris between the wars yet Brassaï’s photos, aside from being wonderfully composed, provide visual insight to this era.  On seeing a view from Picasso’s atelier window, I thought of visiting Claudia (the artist, Claudia Brennan.)   I love visiting Claudia at her rooftop apartment in Somerville, NJ.   Entrance to her small flat is across the second floor roofs of the rooms, below.   The view over the cubist assemblage of vents and chimneys and doorway projections makes me feel as if I were in Paris.   I always expect to see the Eiffel Tower in the distance, rather than the New Jersey Transit rail lines.   I think I admire Henry Miller not as a writer but as a lover of Anaïs Nin (I wonder if we had been born in different years, would Anaïs and I be lovers?)   Miller’s vibrancy, joie de vivre, and ego provide a sample of what is possible for the artist; initially under any circumstance.   As is my habit I spend Sunday mornings with fresh bagels and the New York Times.   I was scheduled to work representing Union Hospital at a public health fair this afternoon.   While continuing to read the Times in between patients queued for free pulmonary function tests, I conceived the idea for the VARIATIONS piece now called MY JOURNAL. Will it be viewed as text or art; literature or graphic?  Maybe it is both.

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