Paper & scissors @ Rmers 2day.
Triggered a few memories.
1986. Paris. The Pompidou. Up the escalator/pipe & there it was, The Snail, huge & beautiful.
Four years later, I bought two books in a little store somewhere in Amsterdam.
Foucault’s History of Sexuality Vol I.
Jazz, by Matisse.
Spent the next week or so reading the Foucault on trains & in hotels all over the place. Girlfriend, unimpressed.