Thursday, October 29, 2009

5 billion miles away a galaxy dies



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Selecting A Reader


First, I would have her be beautiful,
and walking carefully up on my poetry
at the loneliest moment of an afternoon,
her hair still damp at the neck
from washing it. She should be wearing
a raincoat, an old one, dirty
from not having money enough for the cleaners.
She will take out her glasses, and there
in the bookstore, she will thumb
over my poems, then put the book back
up on its shelf. She will say to herself,
"For that kind of money, I can get
my raincoat cleaned." And she will.

Ted Kooser

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Ideas for literary Halloween costumes! Nobody will know what you are, but it'll still be awesome:


http://mcnallyjackson.com/blog/2009/10/25/have-you-chosen-your-costume-for-halloween-this-year/


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Critic Jessica Mann has quit reviewing because of what she sees as rampant misogyny in crime fiction.

"Authors must be free to write and publishers to publish. But critics must be free to say they have had enough. So however many more outpourings of sadistic misogyny are crammed on to the bandwagon, no more of them will be reviewed by me," said Mann, who has written her own bestselling series of crime novels and a non-fiction book about female crime writers.

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Along a similar vein, you guys should keep your eyes peeled for a book we're publishing in March: Enlightened Sexism, by Susan J. Douglas.

http://www.amazon.com/Enlightened-Sexism-Seductive-Message-Feminisms/dp/080508326X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1256832736&sr=8-1


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Stan Carey on typos:

http://stancarey.wordpress.com/2009/10/21/a-typo-more-mysterious-that-most/

Its authors, David E. Rumelhart and Donald A. Norman, describe as “capture errors” those that occur ‘when one intends to type one sequence, but gets “captured” by another that has a similar beginning’. Along the same lines, Arnold Zwicky has written about “completion errors“. Typing that instead of than seems to fall into this category, but there are several kinds of capture/completion error, each with its own idiosyncratic and often elusive causes.

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Check out this sled coffee table and rug! So cool...


http://www.hiddenartshop.com/product.php?xProd=3148&s=1

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My most [only] desired accessory for my fridge:


http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B002RDHG64?ie=UTF8&tag=swiswidesgonn-20&linkCode=as2&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B002RDHG64


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“Sound Sculptures & Installations” is a series of beautifully minimal sound installations by swiss Zimoun and Pe Lang.

Zimoun : Sound Sculptures & Installations | Compilation Video V1.0 from [ ] on Vimeo.



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Poetry Is A Kind Of Lying

by Jack Gilbert


Poetry is a kind of lying,
necessarily. To profit the poet
or beauty. But also in
that truth may be told only so.

Those who, admirably, refuse
to falsify (as those who will not
risk pretensions) are excluded
from saying even so much.

Degas said he didn't paint
what he saw, but what
would enable them to see
the thing he had.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Earth-Moon




I first fell in love with this poem in 10th grade...enjoy:



Pied Beauty

by Ted Hughes


Glory be to God for dappled things—
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough;
And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.

All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
Praise him.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you



"Where The Wild Things Are": watch it! Beautifully done...

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I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,
All is recall'd as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,
You grew up with me, were a boy with me or a girl with me,
I ate with you and slept with you, your body has become not yours only nor left my body mine only,
You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass, you take of my beard, breast, hands, in return,
I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or wake at night alone,
I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again,
I am to see to it that I do not lose you.

--Walt Whitman (from To A Stranger)

Friday, October 16, 2009

Traveling Acorn[s]




Hi.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever


Good hair day

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New on my "to read" list:

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1585427209?ie=UTF8&tag=observercom-20&linkCode=as2&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=1585427209


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While I was in VT over Columbus Day weekend, I was doing one of my favorite things [driving, obviously] and searching for some tunes. The radio stations were spitting out horrific noises, NPR's "Wait Wait Don't Tell Me" was on, but I wasn't in the mood...so I dug into the glove compartment in search of some CDs. That's right, CDs...not MP3s, not an iPod, not...um...anything else like that. Anyway, I found some great mixed CDs I had made in high school. One of them was untitled, no writing, so I popped it in.

So much rushed back when heard what came on. It was a song to which I choreographed my senior year of high school [set it on 3 dancers, but it was never fully staged]. I remember being instantly obsessed with this song. I heard it and it did the choreography for me. It was as if my only role in the process was to relay in words what the dancers were to do. I was the music's translator. I loved how short it was, how simple and complex it was. How it almost gave me a lump in my throat every time I heard it. How abruptly it ended and how it made me realize that glimpses of beauty are sometimes meant to be just that; a glimpse. I loved and hated the sudden ending. How it always left me wanting more, but how satisfied I would be with never hearing it again.

I set the piece on two women and a man. I didn't create a specific back story, I just went with the raw feelings the music evoked. Essentially, the man and one of the women were passionately in love, but the other woman [who was a very special/important person in woman #1's life] didn't approve. There were solos for each, multiple pas de deuxs and one short pas de trois.

It's interesting though, I listen to it now and feel a different story...





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The Spotted Pig is opening a lil' sister restaurant:

[from Daily Candy:]


Eating High on the Hog
The Breslin Restaurant Opens
the breslin!

Hard body, mushy brains. Gorgeous face, fat ass. It’s so tough to find a perfect being.

Not for trailblazing English chef Fergus Henderson, who invented nose-to-tail dining as we love it. Every so often he comes to town to spread the eat-the-pig’s-head gospel, usually through special dinners at The Spotted Pig.

Only this weekend, he’s at The Breslin, the Pig’s soon-to-open little sister resto in the Ace Hotel.

Once Fergustock ends, the spot will begin breakfast, lunch, and dinner “in the next weekish.”

It’ll be worth the wait for April Bloomfield’s seasonal, rustic, meat-heavy menu with English inflections. Steaks and charcuterie will be dry-aged on-site. Yes, there’s a burger. No, there’s no gnudi or pastas.

The two-story room is ye olde awesome, with olive green walls, pendant lamps, and a peeling historic landmark ceiling.

You’re in — whole hog.


The Breslin, 16 West 29th Street, at Broadway (212-679-1939). Be the first to e-mail kate@thebreslin.com and score a two-top at 7:30 or 9:30 tonight or 2 or 4 p.m. for Saturday brunch.

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Going on Sunday before it closes!


http://www.moma.org/visit/calendar/exhibitions/301


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Have I told you about SUPERMARKET? So into this website. Let me share some of my recent finds:

1. Recycled lambswool mittens:

http://supermarkethq.com/product/multistripe-recycled-lambswool-mittens

2. Bag with which I'd like to have a love affair:

http://supermarkethq.com/product/winton

3. See above [ha, and I thought that one was expensive!]:

http://supermarkethq.com/product/tan-leather-briefcase


4. Cubeoctahedron ring...pretty...delicate

http://supermarkethq.com/product/cubeoctahedron-small-ring

5. Yes! Fancy Shmancy mustaches! I'm telling you people, they find me...

http://supermarkethq.com/product/moustache-fetishism

6. My kinda ring

http://supermarkethq.com/product/single-14k-gold-fill-stacking-ring


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Nosce teipsum

<3

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

This must be the place



The ultimate tree house

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Lunch time goodies to spread...

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I want an [In]visible Dog!

For their latest Improv Everywhere Mission, over 2,000 people walked “invisible dogs” down the streets of Brooklyn on a Sunday afternoon. The leashes were on loan from the current owner of 51 Bergen Street, the factory space where the invisible dog toy was invented in the 1970s. Participants of all ages spread out from Red Hook to Brooklyn Heights, very seriously walking their very silly dogs.


http://improveverywhere.com/2009/10/04/invisible-dogs/


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Noguchi's playscapes...cool


http://www.noguchi.org/playground.html


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Eric Sanderson pictures NY before the C...

400 years after Hudson found New York harbor, Eric Sanderson shares how he made a 3D map of Mannahatta’s fascinating pre-city ecology of hills, rivers, wildlife — accurate down to the block — when Times Square was a wetland and you couldn’t get delivery.

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Poem cup. Essential


http://designhousestockholm.crossroads.se/designhousestockholm/default.asp?currency=usd&country=US

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Indian Summer necklace; je l'aime

http://supermarkethq.com/product/indian-summer?utm_medium=email&utm_source=Email%20marketing%20software&utm_content=758181978&utm_campaign=Newsletter+35+_+ulnul


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Sunny Road


Friday, October 9, 2009

Silence is a power and a tool...for you



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Holdin' flames, holdin' hands in hearts

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Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Momentary Pastures


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'tis lunchtime and I'm going to show you some stuff I think is coooooooooool
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Tim Brown urges designers to think big

http://www.ted.com/speakers/tim_brown.html

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Mustache band-aids...um...WOW. This is exciting

http://incrediblethings.com/kids/mustache-bandages/

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And, I mean, while we're on the topic, check out this mustache onesie!

http://handsomehoward.com/baby.html

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Online store filled with illustrated cotton goodness

http://www.envelop.eu/

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This beauty of a minimalist table folds seriously flat. Designed by italian designer Lodovico Bernardi.

http://www.lodovicobernardi.com/sito_it/table.html

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Photographer Rachel Sussman has been researching, working with biologists, and traveling all over the world to find and photograph continuously living organisms 2,000 years old and older. Sussman, who is fiscally sponsored by the Brooklyn Arts Council, is endeavoring to raise funds for an expedition to the Antarctic Peninsula to photograph 5,000-year-old moss this winter. Sweet!

http://www.rachelsussman.com/portfolios/OLTW/main.html

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Ok, back to work!

bisous