Three instances of being in the world
I am four or five years old and we have arrived at a campsite in southern France or possibly Spain. It is late July. I am looking at the incredibly bright night sky and ask my father which… Read More
I have wasted my life
Lying in a Hammock at William Duffy’s Farm in Pine Island, Minnesota Over my head, I see the bronze butterfly, Asleep on the black trunk, Blowing like a leaf in green shadow. Down the ravine behind the… Read More
Ricardo Blanco’s Blog
- The hill of wild horses and the nature of risk
- Returning to animism in the Anthropocene
- Cwm Banw and the Clowde of Unknowyng
- Cwm Banw and the myth of core identity
- The configuration of confusion
- A day in the high Pyrenees
- The untimely departure of Javier Marías
- Dues serralades
- The Black Mountains and the human brain
- Capel-y-Ffin and the many worlds interpretation
Ricardo Blanco, Citizen of Nowhere
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