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Coriolistic Anachronisms,
a Vincent Mounier Photography Blog

And New York Paniqued
Well, as far as New York City is concerned, this was mostly media frenzy. I walked to work this morning, some nine kilometers on perfectly scraped sidewalks. The snow had stopped and apart from a few short gusts, an eerie lack of storm floated in the air. Streets were empty, clean, and a mere ten inches of snow covered Central Park in an all too light blanket of soft cleanliness. I shot a few JPEG images - could not process RAW - they are as-is. As I walked past Columbus C...
And New York Panics
January 26, 2015
Well, our new mayor having publicly added to the hysteria and almost wet his pants as he pretty much implied we were all going to die in the snow storm if we didn't run for cover, the NYC public transit agency, the mighty MTA, is shutting down all service at 11 pm tonight. If you are trying to go somewhere, you are out of luck. To quote de Blasio's press release, "... get off the roads, get off the streets, as – get off the sidewalks – as this emergency deepens." FYI, t...
Return to Cape Agulhas
January 16, 2015
For our most recent yearly trip to South Africa, I could only afford two weeks away from work. We decided to invest four days on a short road trip, a mini-adventure, to grieve, empty our minds and recharge mostly depleted batteries. The target was a minuscule place called De Mond Nature Reserve, on the eastern flank of Cape Agulhas, southernmost tip of the African continent. We had visited Agulhas three years earlier and if you are curious about the geographical and hist...
Bo-Kaap Colors and Sounds
January 4, 2015
It was close to departure. Time was running out. Deep into the complex systems of South African Airways, digits were flicking and a plane had been dispatched to fetch us (or so I like to think). It would arrive five days later. Time was recoiling on itself as always before a jump and we were nervously trying to pack as many activities into a narrow strip of available windows. Needing glass chimneys for our candles, we had decided to go visit the Atlas Trading Company. ...
Aerial Thoughts, Lost in the View
December 27, 2014
A bump. Just a bit above the equator, we were skimming the coast of Liberia at thirty-eight thousand feet. It was a precocious two thirty in the morning, Cape Town time. Towering menacingly above our right wing, an enormous cumulonimbus was unleashing its brutal power and every few seconds, lightning erupted deep in its bowels and illuminated the giant from within. All around it, though, stars were shining coldly and with all parasite lights off–includin...
Flying East, Sinking South
December 3, 2014
It has been a rough and challenging ride. The journey is far from over. With a thousand memories of a cat clashing daily with a million bits of reality, there are still hurdles, and those only lead to check-points, which in turn open dark chasms into a fragmented universe of uncertainty. But tomorrow I will, at long last, be boarding a dream machine they call a plane, aiming skywards and bound for the very opposite to this New York prison, a world of cruel beauty and deep ...
Godspeed 'Storbie
November 17, 2014
I will post more about that exceptional cat when I have pieced my heart together. For now, I'll again let Tolkien do the talking, it's so much easier. Marie and I just left our kitty at the Haven, bound for the Undying Lands with the Elves, and we are walking back to the Shire, wherever that might be, our minds heavy and our hearts drowned in infinite sadness. RIP (Rest In Pellets) Don Estorbo de la Bodega Dominicana - You rocked And then it seemed to him that as in hi...
I Did Nothing
November 12, 2014
Thinking back to the Cuban refugees, I have also been pondering our own situation these days and past. Sure, Marie and I have been living our lives for years like Formula One drivers on the Monaco race track, through an urban tangle of chicanes and tight turns, high-speed stretches, blind corners and narrow roads, heel-and-toe shifting, split-second decisions, and much unadulating fate. For better and worse, we have been focused more introspectively than outwards. But can w...
New York City Marathon 2014 - They Ran
November 5, 2014
After commenting rather cynically in my last post about the reasons that make some people run, I thought it would only be fair to document the "other side". So last Sunday I stood on a Fifth Avenue sidewalk for an hour and a half as marathoners flowed through kilometer 35, headed down towards Central Park and the finish line. Some seemed to be enjoying themselves, most looked in pain, a few struggled greatly. It was tough weather for the New York City marathon 2014 edition...
We Run
October 31, 2014
Some run to win, others not to lose. Some run to look, others to be seen. I've seen many run because of looks. They are trying to be winners. I just run, I reckon. It runs in my blood. Running intrepidly by the museum It's odd, I run because I am often too lazy to walk. In the city, that is. Walking in nature is different - a deep, sensuous pleasure. But then again so is running. I run for redemption. My sins - procrastination, workday less-than...