Friday, October 30, 2009

it is not your business

No artist is pleased. There is no satisfaction whatever at any time. There is only a queer, divine dissatisfaction, a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive than the others. Martha Graham via Dear Genius, The Letters of Ursala Nordstrom
Cy Twombly, Ferragosto V, 1961

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

we can never know

"We can never know what to want, because, living only one life, we can neither compare it with our previous lives nor perfect it in our lives to come." Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being
Peggy Gugenheim in Venice

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Thursday, October 8, 2009

perfect pairing

"As a writer, I'm more interested in what people tell themselves happened rather than what actually happened." Kazuo Ishiguro
Reading: A Pale View of Hills, Kazuo Ishiguro
Viewing: The Provoke Era: Postwar Japanese Photography at MOMA


Red, Orange, Tan, and Purple, 1949

Friday, October 2, 2009

when despair seized the author

This cap was a beacon to the inquiring eyes of her family, who during these periods kept their distance, merely popping in their heads semi-occasionally to ask, with interest, "Does genius burn, Jo?" They did not always venture even to ask this question, but took an observation of the cap, and judged accordingly. If this expressive article of dress was drawn low upon the forehead, it was a sign that hard work was going on, in exciting moments it was pushed rakishly askew, and when despair seized the author it was plucked wholly off, and cast upon the floor.
From Little Women
Photo: Lyell Fall 06