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The Talking Heads, 2007
we dine at lunchtime with our little sandwichs on the lakeside, but having been
alerted by Josette that the Talking Heads are appearing in the Place du Château
in Nyon, naturally we cut lunch a little short and ran the 25 vertical metres
up to the upper town to see what's what. It's 17 January 2007 and raining.
the alley from Ammy's old apartment in the Rive (lakeside) district we jog ponderously,
thinking David Byrne, Jerry Harrison, Chris Frantz, and especially Tina Weymouth.
Weymouth?!? These are different Talking Heads.
fact, these are the Souls of the Heads -- also called
the Soulstates, each one of them wired for sound
and blurting out soulful expostulations in many languages, at random intervals,
all perfectly unintelligible. Impressive ceramic heads, these
a month late, evidently, but perhaps Ms Hedi.-K. Ernst-Schmid was busy and forgot
to come back to pick them up, so we're still in luck. Google tells us that Hedi.-K.
Ernst-Schmid is an obviously imaginative ceramicist and painter from Lucerne,
Switzerland, who taught for many years at arts and crafts colleges near San Francisco
in California, USA, but has recently come home again, now based in her arthke
workshops center, in Jona in the canton of St Gallen (http://www.arthke.com).
Nyon Castle front door, guarded by ceramic Soul Heads, and the interior. The famous
wine museum is down those stairs on the left.
château from up the alley, in a drizzly sort of mid-January rain
Heads from the back. Couldn't understand a WORD they
front deck, and more Heads. Not wired for audio, this lot.
front of the Château of Nyon overlooking Lake Geneva, a rainy-ish 17 January
2007 (still waiting for the snow to come)
Heads performing silently at the Château de Nyon in a light rain
administration officials peering down from their offices
sombre loveliness in Nyon
the archway, the castle entrance -- municipal employees slipping out for their
lunchtime salad and fizzy water.
Promenade des Veilles-Murailles (Promenade of the Old Walls) on the right and
the Parc du Bourg-de-Rive in the centre. Only it's not a park anymore, it's a
parking lot. That's the bad news. The good news is that the parking lot is underground,
and that a parking lot was badly wanted.
other bad news is that awful elevator conveying carparkers up to the castle level
with no expense of calories.
over, time to go back to work -- back down to the waterline.
Rive neighborhood, in a drizzle.
and suggestions are welcome if positive, resented if negative, .
All rights reserved, all wrongs avenged. Posted 24 January 2007, revised 24 June 2012.