Heterogeneous Spectacles(Jamie Lyons News) ❖ Jamie Lyons

July 17, 2007 · Wanderlust

Italia

I was fifteen when I spent that year in Italy. Fifteen, when you’re all elbows and hormones and terrible decisions, when everything imprints on you like wet concrete. And Italy didn’t just imprint. It branded me. We lived in a villa in Fiesole. Fiesole, where the hills roll up from Florence and you can see […]

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September 29, 2006 · Collusion

Sahara: The Hard Way

Email... Rick, Some stockbroker lunatic came up with something amazing. Plymouth-Dakar Challenge. Buy a £100 shitbox. Drive 4,400 miles through Morocco, Western Sahara, Mauritania to The Gambia. No race. No prize. J ust you versus the desert versus entropy. When you arrive, if... auction the car for charity. They've done this since 2003. Teachers. […]

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August 17, 2006 · Absolute Solipsism

Vineyard Solipsism, Provence

This photograph doesn’t lie because it can’t. I’m alone with the weight of being the only consciousness that matters, if consciousness matters at all, drinking wine where Romans probably did the same stupid gorgeous thing. This is vineyard solipsism at it’s finest… the afternoon bleeds gold and I’m stealing it, one sip at a time, […]

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July 26, 2006 · Wanderlust

Lavender Field, France

Wanderlust outside Avignon in Provence: a lavender field, France. To make a perfume, take some rose water and wash your hands in it, then take a lavender flower and rub it with your palms, and you will achieve the desired effect Leonardo da Vinci

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July 5, 2006 · Wanderlust

Firelight and Broken Glass at Big Sur

You orbit someone for years. Same rooms, same scenes, same tired circles. You see each other. You nod. You’re both exhausted by the sameness of it all, the mediocrity, but you don’t say it out loud. Not yet. Then one night, Big Sur. A campfire. Michael and Ciara are there too, but honestly, they might […]

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July 4, 2006 · Individualism

Chicken Lamp

Here I am stumbling down some nameless Paris side street, half in the bag on a bottle and a half of wine I probably couldn’t afford but bought anyway because what the hell, life’s short and I’m already here aren’t I, and I’m hauling this ancient Kodak with a Polaroid back, juryrigged on because I’m […]

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March 22, 2006 · Wanderlust

Cambodia Market / Floating Village

I felt as if I were in an exiled and floating world, isolated from all necessities of life except the one of buying things. Zelda Fitzgerald, The Collected Writings of Zelda Fitzgerald Zelda knew the score. That exiled and floating world she’s talking about, it’s not some poetic metaphor, it’s the actual condition of modern […]

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