Prentis Hemphill Instagram – I am currently in the south of France chasing the ghost of Baldwin (again) and finishing this book at odd hours. I walked the road to his house yesterday, but I turned around before I got there. They’ve made it into condos. The town tried to forget him, but didn’t account for the weirdos like me who make the pilgrimage and refuse to let him die. I prefer to imagine his walks at night, like mine, crooked and intoxicated, a sly smile under the bougainvilleas. The flat I’m staying in is above a cafe owned by the only other Black person I’ve seen in many days. I asked her if she knew anything about Baldwin. Turns out her father made a sculpture of him she promised to find for me. She asked me if I knew her cousin in Chicago. I don’t. I had google translate say on my behalf that we’d probably been in Chicago at the same time, but there are so many of us there we wouldn’t have known to look for each other. I said it more for my sake than hers. I’m not sure she got my message. Anyway, it’s very sweet here and I’m having a lot of what I call fun.
1. Medieval wall bathroom selfies
2. My travel alter ego drinks coffee, and regrets it.
3. Saint Paul de Vence, dead or alive
4. Morning breeze in the flat
5. Villeneuve Loubet
6. A sculpture at the entrance of the village that brings me joy
7. A sign warning against vague immersion | Posted on 28/Apr/2023 01:33:13
