Operation Les Subsistences

I wrote this post several days ago, but due to technical difficulties am just posting now, the final day of the festival.

Until three days ago I hadn’t known that Lyon, France has zucchini the size of footballs and golf ball-sized peaches like that taste of candy. The air is crisp and burns with high-desert heat after three o’clock. The city has not one but two rivers—the Soane and the Rhone—that Phoebe calls the “Run” and the “Sun.

Phoebe and I are lucky enough to be tagging along with Josh on his artist gig as a resident at Les Subsistences, an “international artistic lab.” It’s a bizarre place for an American—a well-funded, avante guarde cultural compound outside of Lyon, housed in a very old monastery. They do love their artists in France.” For this week, Les Substistences has invited seven writers and performance artists (and one cartoonist—Josh) to create performances in response to the day’s news. (The festival is sponsored by Agence Press France). On Thursday, Friday, and Saturdays eves, Josh will be performing some aspect of the day’s news.

Just how—and wearing what—was the subject of our conversation as we hike up in the blazing afternoon sun up through the Jardin du Rosaire to the immense and elaborate cathedral Notre Dame de Fourviere.

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