He's a caution to rattlesnakes.*

In cages within cages within razor wire, these creatures live in an exhibit at CCCB, the Centre de Cultura Contemporania de Barcelona. The overall exhibit explores Apartheid, but I felt that this piece creeped under the skin of the modern human condition. There are monkey men, wrinkly grey bird-like men, and one tall birdmonkeyman with a parachute of wires. The interior of the inner cage is covered in red plastic gloves and rubbish. It made me think of war, genocide, and cloning, an unsettling sight in an otherwise quaint little square.

Woodshadows*

These are some required pictures of the inside of my apartment building. The stairwell is decorated with green tile, the stairs are slippery-smooth marble, and the doors are rich mahogany. We live on the tercero floor, which, according to sneaky Spanish custom, is actually the 5th floor. Happy legs.

Jest on. Know thyself.*

Here are some of my new friends.....

Pampooties*!!!!

Apparently, there is quite a lot of action going on in this alley behind our apartment. Prostitution is fairly obvious in Barcelona, with the actual sexes of the prostitutes being a little more uncertain. They not only keep the lollipop industry afloat, but they keep lonely alleys like this company with their hard work.

Confession. Everyone wants to.*

Here are a few samples of churches in Raval, the neighborhood immediately adjacent to my La Rambla abode. The last picture is one of the many bell towers that elegantly mark the time in Barcelona. Sometimes it seems like they speak to each other in their leaden bell tongues, wondering how the last hour was in their part of the city, passing ancient gossip, laughing at the little humans listening with awe.

...through the checkerwork of leaves the sun flung spangles, dancing coins.*

Never know whose thoughts you're chewing.*

Here I am, in my on room on La Rambla, with my new camera, wearing a fan on my head. !!Note of warning!! I will have very little overt organization to these musings, please bear with me. Also, please note that all lines with an * are quotes from Ulysses.