Impertinence

"Charismatic weirdofauna"

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At Educator Appreciation Night at the New England Aquarium in Boston.
Watching sea-creatures while eavesdropping on Aquarium employees' late-night conversation.

Another foppish Saint Michel

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at the Musee d'Orsay.

by Emmanuel Fremiet, ca 1897

This was made to top the spire at le Mont Saint-Michel, where only the lines of its gilded wings are visible from the stone stair maze.

Day Five : Biscotti SUCCESS

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Thank heavens. It's surprising how success still always feels surprising, considering I've been making this recipe for about 5 years. I baked them differently this time, and the result : a softer and (to Avana, at least) more appealing texture.

Day Four : Biscotti FAIL

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Okay, semi-fail. Distracted and disturbed by job-hunting, I think I added an extra tablespoon of lemon juice, and made a liquid batter rather than the extra-dry dough that generally occurs. Result : edible but unappetizing. (Particularly for those of us who have grown accustomed to perfect anise & lemon biscotti in the mornings.)

Day Three (b) : Potato Rösti

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. . . which means “potato pancake”, or “something like hash browns”. From Mark Bittman: a grated potato, an egg, two scallions, salt and pepper.

And then Avana had a stroke of genius : it tasted a hundred times better with Mom's salsa (as do most things).

Day Three : Cranberry & Orange Muffins

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I found this recipe my senior year of high school, when I successfully avoided both homework and sleep by baking until 1 or 2 a.m.

As you can see, one of the problems is that the flour gets into the seedless caverns of cranberry halves, resulting in the occasional bite of cranberry-skin-and-flour. I have yet to perfect the solution, but I have hope for the future.

Old-School

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No scope or anything fancy, thankyouverymuch.

Day Two (b) : Winter Squash Curry

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A new recipe, also care of Mark Bittman. My result : edible but mediocre.

The problem : I threw it all together last minute, and didn’t have the fresh ginger and forgot to put in the jalapeño, and half-assed the curry powder. This meant blandness and flatness, and a boring texture. Next time I will prepare the curry powder with loving attention, add generously onion and peppers, and add whole peanuts in addition to peanut butter. And not overcook the squash. (Squishy squash.)

(This is the half-assed “curry powder”, and the peanut butter tablespoon.)

Day Two : Omelet First Attempt

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Eggs are complicated (dead) creatures. Overcooked, they are dry and tasteless; undercooked, and the texture (runny, sticky, acrid) is nauseating.

This summer I made fried eggs my friend, and a visit to Mont St-Michel convinced me that The Perfect Omelet also needed a place in my future.

Most attempts up until now have created scrambled eggs or broken fluff. But with Mark Bittman’s How to Cook Everything I will sally forth ! and continue my quest !

First attempt : edible but not amazing. I think I need less egg and more surface area. The burnt exterior was delightfully crisp but tasted funky.

(There in the back is the filling-that-wasn't.)

Day One : Clafouti

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As for most people, the ends of things unsettle me. I end up eating incredibly spicy food, wearing very bright colors, and doing impulsive, intense (occasionally stupid) things.

Our semester just finished, and I have ten days at home. My brain has just been forcefully filled and emptied of the Bhagavadgita, the Revelation to John, and Les Fleurs du Mal. At the end of fourteen intense days, I finished three classes, three final papers, and the first semester of my last undergrad year.

Potential solutions for this momentary emptiness included : burning my tongue with multiple daily cups of boiling coffee, snacking on whole jalapeños, a new wardrobe entirely in candy-apple red, re-organizing my entire room, or walking to Montana.

I’m going with the most practical one : FOOD. Trying new recipes, and perfecting old ones.

Day One back home called for pear clafouti, a favorite from this summer.

Coreopsis tinctoria, again

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On the street where you live

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Someone wrote me a sonnet

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Yes, that says what you think it says.
Call me if you want the full poem. WARNING: Not for the faint of heart, or for those who faint at the sight of tercets and slant rhyme.

Coreopsis tinctoria

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Gold and burgundy.

The Christmas Party

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Chicken salpicon :

Sweet potato & feta empanadas with cranberry salsa :

Corn & poblano empanadas

Chicken taquitos with adobo sauce :

Green tomatillo salsa

The Garcia Family Chocolate Cake :

Ah yes, and there were people too !

I am unauthorized to post my favorite picture of the evening : Mom in the kitchen surrounded by the entire mids shift of Larimer County Sheriff's Department deputies.

Doux comme un mouton

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Daydreams about bookshelves elsewhere

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Illustration Friday : Music

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Dry poppy seedpods, papery music.

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RMNP II

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Rocky Mountain National Park, Two

The alpine avens, which turn the tundra red in late summer.

RMNP I

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Rocky Mountain National Park, One

Illustration Friday : [You're] Welcome

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Le 1er mai en Strasbourg (Alsace, France).

The telephone conversation included a "Merci" and "C'etais un plaisir"--a flowery stand-in for You're welcome. The chipper cafe waitress answered "C'est rien"--a more casual You're welcome.

Pennock Pass

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A drive up into the mountains with Mom.

I have a grass problem.

The killer flower-weed that climbs up and strangles everything.

Mom hides behind a tree.

At the Poudre.

The Comforts of Home

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Sleeping in my own bed.

Living in the same room as all of my papers. Sorting through them, armed only with sticky notes and manila folders.

The new curtain Mom found for our bathroom.

Driving in the car with Mom.

My blessed bookshelves, my notebooks, my collected Natural Objects.

Folding clean laundry.

Remembering good food

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Waffle trials--attempts to recreate this Strasbourg waffle--begin this week. If I can find the waffle iron. And if I don't start crying at the lack of cheap excellent chocolate.

A Kick-Ass Holy Lady

2009-08-31T21:55:00.000-07:00

Sketch of Francisco de Zurbaran's Sainte Engracia, in Strasbourg's museum.

He is one of my most recent and beloved loves, seen first in Strasbourg. I saw his Saint Francois in Lyon, and (I believe) another of his intense women on loan in the Orsay.

Denver Botanical Gardens Part II

2009-08-26T21:28:00.000-07:00

My old friend scabiosa. (Specifically scabiosa caucasia, variety 'Deep waters'.)

Eryngium giganteum, whose common name--no joke--is "Miss Willmott's Ghost."

Salvia pachyphylla, called Mojave Sage and native to California, Arizona, and Nevada.

In the garden's "Perennial Walk", posing not just with the flowers and the hedge but ALSO with the Big Red Crane behind me, which I decided I want to learn how to operate.

Any trip to Denver means stopping at Sakura Square and our beloved Oriental Food Market.

They're not flowers, but if I could catalogue my childhood, each of these would have a Latin and common name.

The Denver Botanical Gardens

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Unidentified hanging purple flower, in the Tropical Conservatory.

Clematis smilacifolia
(That means it's related to your tame garden clematis, and is also part of the buttercup family!)

My old friend salvia! Salvia greggi, variety 'Furman's red'.

CORRECTION: Emily FAILS once again at reading labels! (Though one might also say that the DBGardens failed at clear labeling.) This is apparently not Galium odoratum at all but Anemone! Specific species name unknown. All apologies where due.

Nelumbo nucifera
a.k.a. lotus!

Illustration Friday : Legendary

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The legend of Angelique (Angelica) saved by Roger (Ruggiero) is found in the 1516 adventure poem Orlando Furioso by Ludovico Ariosto. (He was Italian, as evidenced by all the o’s).

Pencil sketch from a model by Antione-Louis Barye, at la Musée des Beaux Arts in Strasbourg.

The Temple of Dendur

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Sketch from a visit to the Metropolitan in September.
(You really have to click on the image to see it well.)

And a headdress copied from a textbook on Egyptian art.

Assemble-a-Story : Excerpts

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found postcard

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found between the pages of Clea (Lawrence Durrell) in a used bookstore

the cathedral in Milan

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On the roof, looking south.

a very old musical instrument

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Blind contour drawing of a violoncello, ca. 1650.
In a museum in Florence, whose name I've forgotten.

Tate Modern, fall 2007

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MoMA, spring 2008

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I'd never seen this piece by Wilhelm Lehmbruck before, and found it very compelling.

No matter how many times I see Giacometti, I never get tired of him.

Olafur Eliasson's exhibit was called "Take your time"; here is our view of a fan whirling freeling in the atrium, which we watched from a leisurely view on the couches.

Visiting the Berkshires

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City of Peace : a Shaker village in Hancock, Massachusetts.

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Illustration Friday : Sugary

2008-10-06T20:27:00.000-07:00

The Victor Immanuel II monument, in Rome, is a tiered and sugar-coated cake.

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The Morgan Library, last spring

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A show of Irving Penn portraits.

Irving Penn was one of the very first artists who I fell in love with, circa fifth grade. He came in the same wave (to me) as Imogen Cunningham, Alfred Stieglitz, and Edward Steichen.

And here is one-forth of a page of the Ramsey Psalter Fragment, ca1300-1310, London.

Illustration Friday : Packed

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The sky in Milan is full of saints, sentries, theologians, angels--hundreds of people balanced on tapering towers, facing outwards at the city from the cathedral.

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I still miss my lost umbrella.

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Italy, summer 2005 : Paestum

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Excerpt from a contact sheet

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Italy, summer 2005
35mm, black and white, SLR

Homesick for Colorado

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Illustration Friday : Clique

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John the Baptist:

An outside member to the standard New Testament clique, though later effectively absorbed.

in the "Battistero", Piazza dei Miracoli, Pisa

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Medium Format Enjoyment

2008-09-20T12:57:00.000-07:00

Illustration Friday : Routine

2008-08-27T23:49:00.000-07:00

Altered detail of Baltazar de Echave Orio's painting, The Magnificat. (A daily routine, in the Book of Common Prayer's Order for Evening Prayer.)

"My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord,
my spirit rejoices in God my Savior;
for he has looked with favor on his lowly servant.
From this day all generations will call me blessed:
the Almighty has done great things for me,
and holy is his Name.
He has mercy on those who fear him
in every generation.
He has shown the strength of his arm,
he has scattered the proud in their conceit.
He has cast down the mighty from their thrones,
and has lifted up the lowly.
He has filled the hungry with good things,
and the rich he has sent away empty.
He has come to the help of his servant Israel,
for he has remembered his promise of mercy,
The promise he made to our fathers,
to Abraham and his children for ever."

A visit to the Denver Art Museum

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Click each image for a better version.

http://www.denverartmuseum.org/home

Crowns of some saints in Niccolo di Pietro's Madonna and Child with the Saints.

Frame of the Master of San Miniato's Madonna and Child with Angels.

A detail of the bottom of a painted frame : the Master of San Miniato's Madonna and Child with Angels.

A detail from the bottom of a painted frame : Bernardino Pintoricchio's Madonna with Blessing Child.

Watchtower; earthenware with green glaze; the Han Dynasty, 206 BCE - 220 CE.

Present to a friend : "To Our Alimentary Deity"

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The scan is a little gray--the background is actually a light green, and the colors are a little richer in person. A 2D construction of paper on paper, with ink and Prismacolors.

Wrapped and ready.

Ermafrodito dormiente and Napoleon's sister

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at the Borghese

(Click for better detail.)

Illustration Friday : Detach

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Painted postcards

Illustration Friday : Sail

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Setting sail again for the ivory towers any time now.

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Illustration Friday : Poof!

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She looked down and Poof! Her lunch had appeared. Clever waiter.

(an excerpt from a sheet of MoMA sketches.)

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Remember Micawber

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We still miss you!

Feeling a little homesick for Princeton

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www.smallworldcoffee.com

Judith and Tom

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Italy, summer 2005 : Donatello

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David and St. George

The Pantheon, Rome

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Illustration Friday : Enough

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There's enough mystery for everyone.

front

back

Click on the images to enlarge.

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A Poem by Octavio Paz

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Octavio Paz won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1990.

Pierre Reverdy was a French poet who lived 1889-1960.

Wings for Diana (a work in progress)

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A Poem by Louise Bogan

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From The Blue Estuaries

Illustration Friday : Fierce

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Note: The figures are copied from a Mayan painting of masked actors partying together; the designs coming from the trumpet are riffs on Aztec and Mayan patterns found on sculptures.

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Illustration Friday : Hoard

2008-06-23T10:03:00.000-07:00

An accidental hoard of museum postcards, which need to be sent.

From the Ashmolean, Oxford

From the MoMA, New York City

From the MoMA, New York City

From the British Museum, London

detail from Lacoon and His Sons

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Flowers

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From exhibit about Milton at the NY Public Library

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Copied from an old dictionary

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Flower, mirror, filbert

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Cufflinks

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Distractions while cooking

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The Plan

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The Result

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From the garden, last summer

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The Plan

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The Result

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Last summer, at Pangaea

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Sketch from an old postcard

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May is Mary's Month

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excerpt from "The Blessed Virgin compared to the Air we Breathe" by Gerard Manley Hopkins

WILD air, world-mothering air,
Nestling me everywhere,
That each eyelash or hair
Girdles; goes home betwixt
The fleeciest, frailest-flixed
Snowflake; that ’s fairly mixed
With, riddles, and is rife
In every least thing’s life;
This needful, never spent,
And nursing element;
My more than meat and drink,
My meal at every wink;
This air, which, by life’s law,
My lung must draw and draw
Now but to breathe its praise,
Minds me in many ways
Of her who not only
Gave God’s infinity
Dwindled to infancy
Welcome in womb and breast,
Birth, milk, and all the rest
But mothers each new grace
That does now reach our race—
Mary Immaculate,
Merely a woman, yet
Whose presence, power is
Great as no goddess’s
Was deemèd, dreamèd; who
This one work has to do—
Let all God’s glory through,
God’s glory which would go
Through her and from her flow
Off, and no way but so.

(Read the rest HERE.)

Oh no, not funny--it's WITTY, or CLEVER.

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Happiest of birthdays to Dorothy Parker!

"Dorothy Parker's Poetic Sneakers"

Life Stories, Books, and Links

A Class I'm Hoping to Take

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COS 109 Computers in Our World

Computers are all around us. How does this affect the world we live in? This course is a broad introduction to computing technology for humanities and social sciences students. Topics will be drawn from current issues and events, and will include discussion of how computers work; what programming is and why it is hard; how the Internet and the Web work; security and privacy.

Prerequisites and Restrictions: Not intended for science/engineering/mathematics students.

"The Perfect Secretary"

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"The perfect secretary should forget that she is a human being, and be the most completely efficient aid at all times and on all subjects. Her object is to coordinate with her employer's endeavor, and not make any intrusions which would be more likely to affect him as hurdles than as helps.
She should respond to his requirements exactly as a machine responds to the touch of a lever or accelerator . . ."

Emily Post's Etiquette: The Blue Book of Social Usage; copyright 1945

Some subtitles from Emily Post's Etiquette

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The Kitchen Finds Itself in Society
To You Who Are Mrs. Three-in-One
But No Shutters That Bang!
Bacon
Fashion and Fat
Have Silver That Shines or None
Favors Too Much Taken for Granted

"The Heart of the Whole Domestic Problem!"

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"Whether a house runs smoothly or roughly depends entirely upon the personal adjustments made between the lady of the house and the one or many whom she employs. This is the heart of the whole domestic problem. I think we all have certain neighbors whose houses suggest the smoothness, the tranquility, and the beauty of a sun-dappled mountain brook. And we can also name others who live in a storm center of perpetual upheaval. We know, too, that wealth is not the important factor."

Emily Post's Etiquette: The Blue Book of Social Usage; copyright 1945

When misogyny is sort of okay--except, you know, not.

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Let us all greet the sun and rise in recognition of Ernest Hemingway's birthday. Ha!

Found Object

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found in a copy of Great Books by David Denby

Found Object

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found in a copy of Earthworks by Brian W. Aldiss

Questions from a Myers-Briggs Test

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Are you more interested in
a) what is actual b) what is possible

Is it worse
a) have your head in the clouds b) be in a rut

Are you more comfortable in making
a) critical judgments b) value judgments

Are you more satisfied having
a) a finished product b) work in progress

Which appeals to you more:
a) consistency of thought b) harmonious relationships

Common sense is
a) usually reliable b) frequently questionable

Are you inclined to take what is said
a) more literally b) more figuratively

Do you value in yourself more that you are
a) reasonable b) devoted

Do you prize in yourself
a) a strong hold on yourself b) a vivid imagination

Are you drawn more to
a) fundamentals b) overtones

(One of the frustrating things about this test comes up when you think about the relative ambiguity of these terms. For example, one question asks whether you are more "practical" or "fanciful"--what on earth do those words mean? Practical from a personal point of view or from the view of the general population? . . . But that's probably just another part of the test.)

Edward F. Albee said

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Good writers define reality; bad ones merely restate it. A good writer turns fact into truth; a bad writer will, more often than not, accomplish the opposite.

Who is Edward F Albee?
No really, who is he?

Caring for your friendly neighborhood introvert.

2006-06-02T22:03:00.000-07:00

In March 2003, Jonathan Rauch published this little bit of writing in The Atlantic Monthly. It is called "Caring for Your Introvert: The habits and needs of a little-understood group." Voila!

Livres d'Artistes . . .

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. . . at the New York Public Library.

Here's also something nice by Max Ernst.

22 May 1859

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Today is Arthur Conan Doyle's birthday.
It might also, therefore, be considered the birthday of the inimitable Sherlock Holmes himself.
I first read him when I saw a book at the library whose spine said, The Essential Boy's Sherlock Holmes (or something like that).
I read the title and said, "Aha! You sexists, I'll show YOU!" So I read the whole thing. And then I read the rest of the books in the Teen Section. Then I ventured into ADULT FICTION, stood on a chair, and day by week by month read all of the big dusty books off of that top shelf.
The Sign of the Four is one of my favorites. Ahhh, scratch that--they're all really good.
These people like him just as much as I do.

Hello, Boris.

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The Reading of the Manifest.

The Fair.

Boris Kustodiev (Kustodiyev) painted these things.

He was part of the Mir Iskusstva (look here too).

This is a page of more images of his work.

Poetreeeeeee

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I like these.

By Michael Drayton (1563-1631).

By Robert Browning (1812-1889). I was actually only given a cutting of this one at first, but I like the whole thing (even if I don't understand it).

By Elizabeth Bishop (1911-1979). Trivia! Some of her unpublished poems were recently collected and published by Alice Quinn (look!). It's caused something of an uproar--if a poet had the chance to publish some of her work, and didn't, should people root through her things after she's dead and shove them in the public's face? The Denver Post had a nifty article about the problem. And here's something from The Atlantic Monthly (sigh) published in January.

Heaven help me.

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This is what people actually do at the school I'm going to. And I hope that what he's wearing isn't an informal uniform.

I learned something new!

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(Remember that bhajan that was called "Aiso Ko Udaar Jag Maahi"? Turns out that that line, which is the sthai, or primary theme, means "The Lord is all merciful.")

The story of Mira Bai feels similar to the stories of the Catholic saints--you know, we can visit Saint Catherine's house, but we don't know if she really loved God when she was three, or what exactly she was like. Historical facts get all mixed up with oral tradition, and literary tradition, and the beautiful ideas painters have long after the people are dead.

But we do know some things almost certainly--Mira Bai (Meera Bai) was a nobel woman in Rajasthan, an area in India. She was married to the king-to-be at thirteen, but the family didn't take to her and made trouble. And here's the good part, the not-necessarily-factual part: she said she couldn't really be a wife to the king, because she had already dedicated her whole heart to Lord Krishna. Her husband died, and she did not commit satti (also sati, suttee) but instead wandered Rajasthan, preaching and writing poetry and music. She is credited with at least 200 bhajans, though some attribute more than 1300 to her. Her writing is called a whole bunch of things--"mystical love poetry" or "love poetry" seem to be repeated the most. In any case, she had an overwhelming love for Krishna, to whom she devoted her life.

To learn more (IT'S SO INTERESTING!):
Here is a basic summary.
Here is a very comprehensive website, with good links to other respectable sites, where you can read her writing or listen to some of the bhajans.
Here is more, and here, and here is Wikipedia's take.
And here is an interesting one by a believer (like reading about St Catherine from a Catholic traditionalist).

To Use Instead of Ipecac:

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Purchased at the library.

Published in 1945.

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This is JUST the kind of information I need!

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Please notice the name of the chapter.

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I think this was my favorite.
I will take this to the scanner soon--there is so much hilarity yet to be discovered!

Oh boy oh boy oh boy!!!

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Who is this man?

(bum bum bummm)