My first real memory of Luxembourg (or at least the word) was in college when I was listening to the Morrissey song, Ask. I loved how Morrissey sang "to a buck-toothed girl in Luxembourg, Ask me Ask me Ask me". Then the lyrics Ask me Ask me Ask me would play over and over again for about 30 minutes in my head until I would have to go bang my head against the wall. It was this cruel maddening of lyrics that left an indelible mark of this place call "Luxembourg" and the buck-toothed girl.

Well, I haven't met any buck-toothed chics but I surely do love Luxembourg. My first time in Luxembourg Jonas Mekas happened to be there to present one of his old films. After first meeting Jonas a couple of years ago at a Guggenheim event, I formed a semi-crush and wanted to see him in person again... or better yet just to hear him talk again.. Who would have thought I would end up meeting him in Luxembourg. He had a Q&A session after the film and once again, his wisdom and frailty made me choke up.. I hope to someday still be this in love with life even at his age.

I returned to Luxembourg this month and the more I visit the more I feel at home. I find myself wanting to be more domesticated, which is absolutely nuts for those who know me... but it's true.. is this what happens when you're at peace in your life and with the people/special person around you? I dunno...

(it's a blur but it's true, Shane in an apron)