Remember absinthe? Around the turn-of-the-millennium, worldwide hipsterdom shivered with naughty anticipation, before taking its first sip of Hill’s, that fluo green “Absinth” from the
Encounters with Absinthe, Walnut Oil, and Cheese Robots in the Canton of Vaud.
Last summer I arrived for a six-week residency at the Fondation Michalski,