An ongoing and occasional series of long posts about a 3-month trip I took to India in 1982. I was 25, and traveled by train across the country alone, writing an article on the then-unknown Indian film industry and combating the anxieties of youth and solo travel. Often includes references to what I wore. I [...]
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So then what happened? Two months into a three-month trip through India? I wrote, April 7th, 1982 Ease continues. Flew from Calcutta to Bagdogra, after having said a somewhat regretful farewell to Fred Bottoms* at the airport. Met a French couple, Paul et Isabelle. Am too cold now in this damp bed to write any [...]
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Heads up. Tomorrow’s post is another installment in the story of my 1982 travels through India. Since I haven’t done one of these since last September, there are many here who might like a little explanation, and perhaps an index of the first parts of the story. So. Explanation: In 1982, at the age of [...]
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An ongoing and occasional series on a 3-month trip I took to India in 1982. I was 25, and traveled by train across the country alone, writing an article on the then-unknown Indian film industry and combating the anxieties of youth and solo travel. Often includes references to what I wore. I kept journals, and [...]
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An ongoing and occasional series on a 3-month trip I took to India in 1982. I was 25, and traveled by train across the country alone, writing an article on the then-unknown Indian film industry and combating the anxieties of youth and solo travel. Often includes references to what I wore. You can find the [...]
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An ongoing and occasional series on a 3-month trip I took to India in 1982. I was 25, and traveled by train across the country alone, writing an article on the then-unknown Indian film industry and combating the anxieties of youth and solo travel. Often includes references to what I wore. You can find the [...]
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An ongoing and occasional series on a 3-month trip I took to India in 1982. I was 25, and traveled by train across the country alone, writing an article on the then-unknown Indian film industry and combating the anxieties of youth and solo travel. Often includes references to what I wore. You can find the [...]
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I’ve been following Lily Stockman for some time, at bigBANG studio. A young but wildly accomplished artist, she moved to India last year. Funded by a grant, she’s been painting pictures of India’s grain silos. I know. Her new show opens in Delhi this Friday. She is exhibiting along with three other American artists, Carrie [...]
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An ongoing and occasional series on a 3-month trip I took to India in 1982. I was 25, and traveled by train across the country alone, writing an article on the then-unknown Indian film industry and combating the anxieties of youth and solo travel. Often includes references to what I wore. You can find the [...]
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An ongoing and occasional series on a 3-month trip I took to India in 1982. I was 25, and traveled by train across the country alone, writing an article on the then-unknown Indian film industry and combating the anxieties of youth and solo travel. Often includes references to what I wore. You can find the [...]
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