Talking of art books, I recently picked up the Ozenfant for 50 cents (yes, I am that cheap!) at a sale at the Farguson library ( More about him here). It looks like a difficult read and the writing seems a little stilted. I don't know whether it is because of the quality of translation. or if it is written like that. French is a more ornamental language and the people more prone to hyperbole than the Anglo saxons. It is possible that their prose (like Urdu) can not be appreciated as much in English translation.

However, I am having a fabuous time browsing through The story of art. It is ..well, a large book. But it is easy to read and sustains my interest. But I don't want to start it before I finish 'Masters of Light' which I am still reading. and which I would recommend unhesitatingly to any fellow film nut.

I also want to read 'Anil's Ghost' by Micheal Ontdatje. I have been interested in Michael Ontdatje ever since I saw 'English Patient', but haven't gotten down to reading any of his books yet. One of the good things about moving to east coast has been that I am reading more. Also it is so fucking cold, you are really not too motivating to go out!

It started snowing again this morning. It looks very nice and enjoyable from the windows i.e. until you try to drive through it ...