Noise kills thought

'Don't crack your whip so terribly. Noise kills thought' - Nietzsche in Also Sprach Zarathustra

My photos show Rudy Ricciotti's new Museum of European and Mediterranean Civilisations (MuCEM) in Marseille, which is where this post was written. Coincidentally, or maybe not, the museum, with its mix of Eurupean and Mediterranean visual cues, stands on the waterfront from where that great transcultural traveller Isabelle Eberhardt departed for Algeria. Travelling is currently taking precedence over blogging; so I won't be cracking my whip for a while. Also on Facebook and Twitter.

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