John Waters: “When I was young there were beatniks. Hippies. Punks. Gangsters. Now you’re a hacktivist. Which I probably would be if I was 20. Shuttin’ down MasterCard. But there’s no look to that lifestyle! Besides just wearing a bad outfit with bad posture. Has WikiLeaks caused a look? No! I’m mad about that. IfContinue reading “THREE HUNDRED AND NINETY ONE”
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THREE HUNDRED AND NINETY
Ryan Gander’s solo exhibition (These wings aren’t for flying) is stunning. I was really taken by this installation (Ftt, Ft, Ftt, Ftt, Ffttt, Ftt, or somewhere between a modern representation of how a contemporary gesture came into being, an illustration of the physicality of an argument, 2010). In searching for it online afterwards, I noticedContinue reading “THREE HUNDRED AND NINETY”
THREE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY NINE
Tuna Dunn from the poem “How to Succeed in Heartbreak” by Victoria Morgan.
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Kim Dorland, Border at Papier Montreal.
THREE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY SEVEN
“Crayola Cabana” by WIA at Station 16.
THREE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY SIX
From Jessa Crispin on Anthony Bourdain as the Queen of Coins. I was talking to a bookseller friend about this in the context of James Joyce: when we look at a figure that we admire, we choose the wrong things to emulate. We look at the symptoms, not the source. When we want to be James Joyce,Continue reading “THREE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY SIX”
THREE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY FIVE
From this interview with Michael Tolkin. We have suffered catastrophes throughout history. Do you think our current one can be corrected? So the story goes that Max Brod, Kafka’s friend and biographer, asked Kafka, “Franz, is there hope?” And Kafka answered, “Oh yes, Max, there’s plenty of hope, an infinity of hope — but not forContinue reading “THREE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY FIVE”
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Emily Dickinson to Susan Gilbert, letter no. 202, late 1870s (photo). “You are too momentous.”
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Mail testing at MIT, via Devin Kennedy.
THREE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY TWO
Went through some old books today and found this bit ripped out from Brave New World. On what to want. “Exposing what is mortal and unsure to all that fortune, death and danger dare, even for an eggshell. Isn’t there something in that?” he asked, looking up at Mustapha Mond. “Quite apart from God–though of courseContinue reading “THREE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY TWO”
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Eno Swinnen.
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From Hariton Pushwagner’s Soft City.
THREE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY NINE
John O’Donohue via Maria Popova (and this too, on anam cara). The Greeks … raised the eye beyond the horizon and recognized the heavenly patterns of the cosmos. There they glimpsed a vision of order which was to become the heart of their understanding of beauty. All the frailty and uncertainty was seen to be ultimatelyContinue reading “THREE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY NINE”
THREE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY EIGHT
Eclipsed!
THREE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY SEVEN
From Andrea Hairston’s review of Kiini Ibura Salaam’s When the World Wounds. Standing in the wake of Hurricane Katrina’s devastation and facing the selective neglect of black and poor communities, Bone Man tells the young cynic: “Make believe is the only reason I’m here right now.” After the levies break, Bone Man hangs at theContinue reading “THREE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY SEVEN”
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