Thursday, October 22, 2009

a tension between stagnation and chaos



it seems fitting to post this painting by mie morkeberg as we are trying to set up our new house.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

his name is luca - he lives on the 2nd floor

but not for long! happy birthday, my love. soon we will be watching amityville horror in our new house and our entire music library will be digitized! here is a little something to amuse you on this auspicious day:

"You know what you look like to me, with your good bag and your cheap shoes? You look like a rube. A well scrubbed, hustling rube with a little taste. Good nutrition's given you some length of bone, but you're not more than one generation from poor white trash, are you, Agent Starling? And that accent you've tried so desperately to shed: pure West Virginia. What is your father, dear? Is he a coal miner? Does he stink of the lamp? You know how quickly the boys found you... all those tedious sticky fumblings in the back seats of cars... while you could only dream of getting out... getting anywhere... getting all the way to the F..B..I.!"


tonight: ice cream and punch! (and packing...)

Saturday, October 10, 2009

one thing i did not count on

paint fumes. (= spaced out zoe)

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

can't think of any zingers

my last break before the shit gets real: a lovely evening sipping green tea in a sukkah with jonathan and his wife larah. vijay's room is packed. the hallway is packed. all the books and dvds are packed. samara's room is half-packed. luca is transferring our music library to his computer. come friday, i will be faux finishing the interior of our new crib, under the tutelage of mr. bill ryan. i feel only slightly insane. think i'm going to watch dr. horrible's sing-along blog now.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

want to be in a bad mood

why is it that within the 2 week span of our move, every cultural event that i would ever want to attend is occurring:

~opening of barkley hendricks exhibit
~opening of arshile gorky exhibit
~closing of matisse exhibit
~xenakis concert
~new catherine breillat movie
~new lars von trier movie
~new peter greenaway movie

geh!

Thursday, October 1, 2009

first ulysses class: a door creaks open

the time: thursday, 6 - 8
the place: the rosenbach museum
the subject: ulysses
the instructor: paul saint-amour

i got out of this first class exactly what i had been wanting: a way in. start by identifying the point of view. in looking at a passage from the first page, we ask, where did that word "chrysostomos" come from? who said that? it seems that this is a text of interrupting narrators. paul instructed us to look out for "hybrid zones," or "the uncle charles principle," where narration and interior monologue are fused. sometimes characters will quote other characters in their minds. sometimes we miss a piece of the action because we are in a character's mind. as readers, we sniff out who is saying what. which words don't fit with the others? what is the tone and vocabulary of each character's inner life? stephen's is poetic, self-conscious, a "dense industrial fog" of "historic bitterness." and notice who doesn't get any interior monologues. this is a helpful start and an invigorating intellectual space.

and by the way, who remembers my moody brooding post where i show how spongebob made a reference to julien donkey-boy? turns out it's actually thrice removed from the source! ulysses, page 8, line 235: "don't mope over it all day, he said. i'm inconsequent. give up the moody brooding." this is apparently a reference to the odyssey, where antinous says to telemakhos, "...control your temper! come on, get over it, no more grim thoughts..." amazing!