"Stupefied and lethargic in the heat, I sat and watched a sort of closely choreographed, three-dimensional chess game, in which the pieces on the board were children and grandparents, food and drinks, chairs and laundry, toys and the telephone - but only one player, my son, moving pieces in all directions with both hands and feet, in a continuous play of astonishing intricacy and virtuosity."
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Chess game
"Stupefied and lethargic in the heat, I sat and watched a sort of closely choreographed, three-dimensional chess game, in which the pieces on the board were children and grandparents, food and drinks, chairs and laundry, toys and the telephone - but only one player, my son, moving pieces in all directions with both hands and feet, in a continuous play of astonishing intricacy and virtuosity."
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