Category Archives: europe

NICHT FUN by Peter Nolan Smith

In the autumn of 1982 Henri Flesh and I flew to Berlin. We booked rooms at the Hotel Kempenski for a three-day holiday from BSIR, Hamburg’s most popular club. That night the French DJ and I went out to the Dschungel in Charlottesburg, where we ran into a pair of Christina F lookalikes. All the […]

Getting Away

Last week my associate Shamus suggested that I accompany him to the Continent. “Are you doing anything special?” “Not that I can think of?” I hadn’t worked since Christmas, but the previous week a diamond sale had filled my coffers. “London, the Maarstricht Art Fair, Bruxelles, and Paris.” It was a tempting offer. “Count me […]

FALLEN BUT NOT FORGOTTEN by Peter Nolan Smith

Two Novembers ago I visited the US military cemetery outside Luxembourg City with the British and the American ambassadors. The morning sun struggled to break through the low fog. It would have little success on that day. In December of 1944 over four thousand American fell in the Battle of the Bulge. Our troops had […]

A WALK IN FOG by Peter Nolan Smith

On a murky November evening I attended the opening of the “Dream’ exhibition at Luxembourg’s Mudam Museum. Madame l’Ambassador bailed early for a formal dinner. I was not invited for supper. “It’s a diplomatic thingee.” Madame l’Ambassador explained, as we walked through a thickening fog to the waiting Jaguar. “I understand.” A writer-in-residence has to […]

The Comfort Of A Siesta

Last week I worked every day 8 to 5 at my cousin’s metal shop. I cut bronze with a band saw, picked up steel from a Newtown Creek foundry, installed bathroom fixtures at a West 14th Street luxury condo, and delivered decorative storage bins to the patio of a 5th Avenue penthouse. The work was […]