WritersDigest: The Art and Craft of Wasting Time in 20 Quotes.
Of interest. Forgive the sourcing.
The Art Newspaper: Tullio’s Adam returns to view at the Met.
“One of its greatest treasure, Tullio Lombardo’s life-sized marble sculpture of the nude Adam crashed to the stone floor as its medium-density plywood stand buckled and collapsed.” Even the Art Newspaper doesn’t proof its copy.
Italian Ways: Flying high with Leonardo.
Wooden models of Leonardo’s most famous flying machines.
The New Yorker: “Alan Bean Plus Four”
New Statesman: Treasure trails - how museums became diplomatic fixers.
Yes. I used to think antiquities should be repatriated; the Bamiyan Buddhas and other events of late have convinced me it is better to take mankind’s common heritage and spread it as widely as possible so we cannot lose it. So I vote ‘no’ on the Elgin marbles now.
The Rumpus: A Girl And Her Car.
Hmmm. In the wake of the current video game-vs-women controversies, this is no longer as cool and pragmatic as it sounds. More like Neanderthal-era culture needs to be chucked in the dustbin.
PSFK: Hemingwrite Typing Device Aimed at Distraction-Free Writing.
The New Yorker: The Real Amazon Warriors.
“... the horse was the great equalizer, along with the bow and arrow, which meant that a woman could be just as fast, just as deadly, as a man.” Those following a certain issue in the news, should be warned.
Harvard University Press: The digital Loeb Classical Library is now online.
Here. Students of Latin and Greek rejoice.
ArtDaily: The Morgan showcases one of its greatest illuminated manuscripts ... The Crusader Bible.
OpenCulture: Night on Bald Mountain: An Eery, Avant-Garde Pinscreen Animation.
What a difference seven years makes.
JUMP FOR JOY! Photo Project: Roland Tanglao #jumpforjoyphoto of the day!
I still maintain Roland has the best smile on the interwebs.
LRB: Adam Shatz reviews ‘Congo’ by David Van Reybrouck.
Vanity Fair: Why a Street Criminal Stole a Multi-Million-Dollar Violin.
“If you look at it another way, there was something dangerous and almost deranged about it, the kind of crime Abbott and Costello might plan, after consultation with Cheech and Chong and Martin and Lewis.”
Dazed: Glastonbury bans sale of Native American headdresses.
Appropriate. Those who make and wear tattoos know not to copy ‘real’ Maori Ta Moko designs out of respect; the Maori consider this a form of ‘identity theft’, because the patterns are family-based. Why should a similar respect not be extended to Native Americans? Remember how much Christians love Serrano’s “Piss Christ.”
SF Reporter: Santa Fe’s Newly Improved Caboose.
The orphan caboose at St Francis and Cerrillos roads enjoyed a makeover.
Library of Congress: WPA Posters (canned search).
Observer.UK: What drives writers to drink?
Wait! I know this! AMAZON. Well, not in the context of this article perhaps ...
Vox: Marvel wants to give us the next Hunger Games.
Diving into the Young Adult book market headfirst. When the zombie books follow their lead, I suppose we need to change ‘penny dreadfuls’ to ‘dollar dreadfuls’?
365/2: 285. Playing with light and software again.
Sorry I’m late with some of these 365’s. Still trying to plough through all the shots from Concorso ... last thing I want to do is deal with *another* photo. Editing is eating up all my creativity.
MedievalBooks: Medieval Desktops.
“Readers would usually have a pen nearby even when they were just reading. After all, remarks and critiques needed to be added to the margin at the spur of the moment. ‘Penless’ images, while rare, often show a crowded desktop. ”
Paris Review: Inside the Offices of Therapists and Analysts.
Brilliant theme; quite revealing.
Slate: Annie Baker’s The Flick and the joy of reading plays.
One of the things I still do to stay fluent (in case my stutter ever comes back) is to read plays aloud. It’s fun. We used to have a small group of literati in college who’d get together every so often and just read (and act, of course) something off-the-cuff. Beats Trivial Pursuit. I was once told I sound like a mix between Robert Goulet and Yogi Bear when reading “Hamlet.”