Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them. Henry David Thoreau The enemy of our soul is the experience of anonymity. Thoreau was misguided in his instinct to separate himself from the people around him and to envision their lives as empty and useless. The […]
He returned to the other point of view — opposite to that of his love and of his jealousy, to which he resorted at times by a sort of mental equity, and in order to make allowance for different eventualities — from which he tried to form a fresh judgment of Odette, based on the […]
Why do I just wither and forget all resistance When you and your magic pass by? My 12-year is ready to hear music now. Car rides become the opportunity for discovery. Yesterday, we heard the careful balance between art and craft and authenticity: Chrissie Hynde, Aretha Franklin and Sarah Vaughan. I could feel the music opening […]
They stopped us at the bottom of the jetway. We were the first ones to board, had scanned our tickets and paced down the carpeted walkway with the peculiar metronomic intensity of regular travelers. They weren’t ready for us. We were a motley gathering: a tall, thin woman with a pinched face reading a faded […]
Shall we, too, rise forgetful from our sleep, And shall my soul that lies within your hand Remember nothing, as the blowing sand Forgets the palm where long blue shadows creep When winds along the darkened desert sweep? Sara Teasdale The camera penetrates the thick viscous fluid the fetus swims in. Her sleep is untroubled. […]
What a gift it is to make an impression that captures the sense of words but lifts free from their anchors! When I came across the image above, one of a vast set of particular collages by a Minnesota artist, I vividly confronted the prosaic grind of the long project I am working on now. […]
This photo sets my spine tingling. It’s hard to explain, but if you have the same reaction, you’ll get it. All those books! Worlds and worlds and worlds of imagination, places, things, moments, ideas, facts, stories. Massive, immobile, still…but the ganglia of enchantment and discovery. You can read about the project at the link below. […]
So, yes, things were getting a little too serious around here. For me, at least. The serious stuff was making my head bog down, and when that happens it’s time to go grab for the light smile. After all, there are a few of you now. I mean, an audience, who’s decided to follow for a […]