But this is not a travel blog, it is a book blog, so: Like those cities, there’s not a single aspect that intrigues me, but rather a vibe. It reminded me in disparate ways of New York City, Bangkok, and New Orleans. While the four members of our family share common interests (including a love of art), making sightseeing somewhat streamlined, I left Mexico City feeling like I had barely scratched the surface. The city is huge, with more than 150 museums, and the food is excellent. Over eight days, we took in as much of the city as we could (as well as some excellent day trips to Grutas Tolantongo in Hidalgo and Teotihuacán in Edomex). We rented an apartment in Condesa, a friendly, walkable neighborhood marked by shade trees, lush gardens, and robust parks. My family and I had a wonderful time vacationing in Mexico City last week. The “About the Author” blurb on the flap is great stuff ( still can’t top the blurb for 1982, Janine though): Like Gray’s 1984 novel 1982, Janine, the collection is filled with typographic experiments, a kind of concrete poetry in prose I guess. Like this one:Īlasdair Gray’s collection Unlikely Stories, Mostly is also crammed with illustrations-Gray’s own, like this one: It’s filled with photographs and diagrams and charts. The book seems to be a history of the occult organization the Golden Dawn, or, more to the point, the roots of that organization.
I had never heard of Colquhoun’s book, but I’m a fan of her paintings and the cover struck me. Ballard’s The Unlimited Dream Company, Alasdair Gray’s Unlikely Stories, Mostly, and surrealist artist Ithell Colquhoun’s ostensible biography of the occultist Samuel Liddell MacGregor Mathers (of the Golden Dawn). I had intended to browse just a bit and not pick up anything (apart from a few Jeff VanderMeer novels my son had asked for), but I wound up getting three books: a pristine first U.S. After an early spring purge n’ clean, I took a few boxes of books to my local used bookstore.
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