|Accounts of travels in Tunisia, Spain, Zimbabwe, United Kingdom,
Ethiopia, and Portugal, illustrated by the author.
because we wish to run away from the sedentary comfort of our
illusions but, because we also want or need to return home, we
must abandon the illusion that we can share the worlds that are not
and never will be our own.
No traveler truly sees things anew.
We see what we have read and heard, we read what we saw and
When writing or drawing imagined alien realities, we
pretend to forget that there is no other reality than that of a shared
fiction. The attraction of traveling comes from our desire to confront
us with a moment of abyss, where the illusions of our fragile
everyday reality threaten to tripp. But when we're allowed to escape
the illusions of our sedentary life, we become trapped in the illusion