Winter

Flies arriving on the backdoor, big black bottles yearning to be let out. I oblige sweeping them into the frozen air.

“The vital principle is not the love of knowledge, but the love of change.”

I just ran across this (kind of) curatorial statement on the blog of Daniel Campbell Blight for a 2009 painting and etching show he curated called ‘On Land’. The piece below, written by Vince Stephen, really touched and intrigued me….

My new favorite song from a 1998 Manu Chao album

A colorful personalty – an insiteful test

thank you for the apple peelings in the wastepaper basket

The first appearance of archy One morning Don Marquis arrived in his office to find the following message on his typewriter, all in lower case. Archy, a cockroach reincarnated from a poet, had laboriously typed the message to Don by…