Sunday, December 29, 2013

Night Walk

The all-night convenience store’s empty
and no one is behind the counter.
You open and shut the glass door a few times
causing a bell to go off,
but no one appears. You only came
to buy a pack of cigarettes, maybe
a copy of yesterday’s newspaper —
finally you take one and leave
thirty-five cents in its place.
It is freezing, but it is a good thing
to step outside again:
you can feel less alone in the night,
with lights on here and there
between the dark buildings and trees.
Your own among them, somewhere.
There must be thousands of people
in this city who are dying
to welcome you into their small bolted rooms,
to sit you down and tell you
what has happened to their lives.
And the night smells like snow.
Walking home for a moment
you almost believe you could start again.
And an intense love rushes to your heart,
and hope. It’s unendurable, unendurable.
- Franz Wright

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

11/27

1. The most significant glasses swap ever. Dad's sassy face is of the utmost importance.
2.
Have you seen the new official music video for Bob Dylan's 'Like a Rolling Stone?' It made me cry, not because it is sad, and not because it is funny, but because it's hard to not be moved by this kind of genius.

3. I saw Lissie live on Monday night. She is a fantastic performer. Her voice is just ridiculous. It was also a fortuitous twist of fate to run into fellow Earlhamite Eve there! A particularly exciting part was when a stranger behind me said "I wish she would play 'Everywhere I Go,' but she probably won't." I turned around and commented that I'd love that too. And then it was the next song she played! Amazing.

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Quakers, sculpture, poetry, Basia Bulat



1. The Quaker music video, What Does George Fox Say, conceived and directed by Ben Guaraldi is out! If you haven't seen the original, What Does the Fox Say, check that out first. Some folks have watched this video and didn't realize that I was in it. I am. I promise.

2. These are so amazing, I can't even say anything. More by Rabarama here.


3. Watch this poem please! Thank you.


4. I saw Basia Bulat, one of my favorite singers, last Friday. It was a very small venue, and Laura and I were right in front of the stage. It was a little awkward to try to take pictures, because she was standing about 4 feet in front of me.

It was a great show. She's very talented, obviously, but was also just incredibly genuine and humble and just the best. I got a little teary eyed when she sang 'Tall Tall Shadow' and made eye contact with me as I sang along. Just so great. 


 
When she got off the stage she gave me a hug!
As we watched her receive accolades from her adoring fans, Laura said that she wished she could have drawn her while she was playing. You could draw her now! I said. So she did.
 And Basia noticed! She was very flattered and complimentary of Laura's skills.
All in all one of the best concerts I've ever been to. Stay tuned in the future for tales of seeing Lissie live in NYC.




Saturday, November 16, 2013

baby we both know we are both crazy

1. There are some really great albums of 2013 that I've been listening to lately!
- Basia Bulat "Tall Tall Shadows"



- Moonface, "Julia with Blue Jeans On"


- Lissie, "Back to Forever"



 
- Charles Bradley, "Victim of Love"


- Black Prairie, "Wild Ones"

- Neko Case, "The Worse Things Get, the Harder I Fight, the Harder I Fight, the More I Love You"



2.
   
Shadowbomb by Zea
3. This picture, taken four years ago, still makes me inexplicably happy. I love how angry and oblivious to the adorable picture that's being taken Jayana and Shontavia are. Also hilarious that at one point in my life I voluntarily sat in the cold to watch football on Saturday mornings.




Thursday, November 14, 2013

thanks for making me believe in your teeth

1. It's cheesy, but it's catchy, and it's great to walk to. The theme song of November:

2. Last Saturday I participated in the making of a Quaker music video. It was pretty fun I guess.

3.  What Would I Say is an app that creates a mishmash of your past facebook statuses. I cannot stop.

4.

LETTER FROM MY HEART TO MY BRAIN 

Its okay to hang upside-down like a bat,
to swim into the deep end of silence,
to swallow every key so you can’t get out.
It’s okay to hear the ocean calling your fevered name
to say your sorrow is an opera of snakes,
to flirt with sharp and heartless things.
It’s okay to write, I deserve everything,
to bow down to this rotten thing
that understands you, to adore the red
and ugly queen of it, to admire
her calm and steady rowing.
It’s okay to lock yourself in the medicine cabinet,
to drink all the wine, to do what it takes to stay
without staying. Its okay to hate God today
to change his name to yours, to want to ruin all that ruined you.
It’s okay to feel like only a photograph of yourself,
to need a stranger to pull your hair and pin you down,
it’s okay to want your mother as you lie alone in bed.
It’s okay to brick to fuck to flame to church to crush to knife
to rock to rock to rock to rock to rock and rock.
It’s okay to wave good-bye to yourself in the mirror.
To write, I don’t want anything.
It’s okay to despise what you have inherited,
to feel dead in a city of pulses. It’s okay
to be the whale that never comes up for air,
to love best the taste of your own blood.


LETTER FROM MY BRAIN TO MY HEART 
This house is dirty, but comfortable.
Behind each crooked door
waits the angry weather of a forgiveless child.
I cannot help but admire this horrible
power of mine, how each small thing
can become a death: the lost house key. A spoiled egg.
A howling dog. There is no prayer or pill for this.
It is a ruthless botany; I might as well
be buried in the yard. I have no one to blame.
Not the mother who sang to an empty cradle.
Not the Dog of Spite who bit my hand,
just this long-legged sorrow
who trails my every joy like a dark perfume.
You have my permission not to love me;
I am a cathedral of deadbolts
and I’d rather burn myself down
than change the locks.

- Rachel McKibbens

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

for all my friendloves






I Think I Am In Friend-Love With You" written by and illustrated by Yumi Sakugawa, published in Sadie Magazine, 2012

Monday, October 21, 2013

better places to keep your heart

1.

2. Spent a beautiful weekend in a beautiful place with some beautiful people.
3. Silvia Mondello: "Once, overcome by emotion, I felt like carving my heart out not to feel anguish anymore. Instead of causing my own suicide, I started drawing and a heart as a piece of a cake close to a hot cup of tea came out. 
Since then, I started this series of drawings, imagining odd or funny places where one should put his-hers heart instead of keeping it inside"


Tuesday, October 15, 2013

15th of October

1. Theme song of October, or the song I listen to over and over until I can't stand it? Probably both.


2.
 
Double Face 23 by Sebastian Bieniek
3. Trader Joe's has some decent boxed wine, friends.

4. This picture of me and my dad dancing.

Saturday, October 12, 2013

sweets of the year

1. Y'all can think what you want, but in my book this is the album of the year.
2. Last weekend I went to visit my sister and Isa in Brooklyn. Most of Saturday was spent just walking around Prospect Park. It was the best.



3. Love this.


4. The other day the subway conductor waited as a cluster of people (including myself) ran down the stairs to get on the train, cheering us on.

5. Crimes Against Nature: A More Accurate Telling of What's Natural by Gwenn Seemel



6.
Lines Written in the Days of Growing Darkness
Every year we have been
witness to it: how the
world descends
into a rich mash, in order that
it may resume.
And therefore
who would cry out
to the petals on the ground
to stay,
knowing, as we must,
how the vivacity of what was is married
to the vitality of what will be?
I don’t say
it’s easy, but
what else will do
if the love one claims to have for the world
be true?
So let us go on
though the sun be swinging east,
and the ponds be cold and black,
and the sweets of the year be doomed.
Mary Oliver

Sunday, September 29, 2013

Fall Saturday

This Saturday I was honored to help my friend Will out at an art fair in Harvard, MA.
Will has a lot of fantastic metalwork. You can check it out, and maybe buy some of your Christmas presents ahead of time, here on his website
The art fair was at the Fruitlands, the scenery was not capturable on an iphone 3.

After the fair, we went apple picking at Old Frog Pond Farm, which is apparently the only certified organic apple orchard in Eastern MA.


 Frog Pond also has a fantastic sculpture walk, which was made particularly beautiful by the 5pm sun.
"the Redemption of Eve" by Geoffrey Koetsch

"the Entelodont" by Bob Shanahan


Thursday, September 26, 2013

Kind Cabbies

1. Last night Natalie and I took a cab home. I don't take cabs often, but it made sense under the circumstances. We had a lovely ride, in which we spoke with our cabbie, Francois, in French, Spanish, and English about his life. Once I got home, I realized that I'd left my phone in the cab. This morning I called different cab companies and finally found the right one, got Francois' cell number, and found my phone. He even came to drop it off at my work. Swell guy.

2.
14 Year Old Photographer Zev does some pretty amazing stuff
3. Today as I waited for the T someone next to me was tapping their foot in exact rhythm with the song I was listening to on my headphones.

4. This is the song that's getting me out of bed these days.

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

for the one you love

1. According to the Onion, Hell is Now a Thriving Epicenter of Gay Culture
2. Welcome to Night Vale. Have you been listening to Welcome to Night Vale, the podcast? There's a good chance that you should be.  It got me through this summer. You can download episodes for free on iTunes. It also has a fantastic twitter

3.  There have been a bunch of great spoken word videos making the rounds this summer. Here are two that I liked in particular:

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4. If I were ever to get a tattoo of a comic strip, this would be it.

So friends, I am back. Thanks for continuing to check this blog all summer long (demonstrated by the fact that this blog's traffic has not decreased at all over the past 3 months), for gently reminding me to update it and understanding when I said it wasn't gonna happen. It's happening now. I love you all, every single little Russian robot searching for pictures of otters.

Sunday, September 22, 2013

First Day of Fall

1. Warm sun shining Sundays with no prior commitments.

2. Catching up with friends over the phone while walking around during the above mentioned warm sun shining Sunday with no prior commitments and a green smoothie in hand.

3. Looking forward to more warm sun shining Sundays with no prior commitments in the future.

Monday, May 20, 2013

Our Lady of Skepticism

1. Trader Joe's. I went for the first time in a long time a few weeks ago -  I was so overwhelmed that I just wandered around the store with an empty basket in my hand, in awe. Then I left with nothing but two pounds of chocolate.

2. Strong Female Character Saints by heymonster.

3. If your Facebook feed/tumblr dashboard are anything like mine, you've heard that Abbie has written a new Hyperbole and a Half after a long hiatus. It's one of the more astute and succinct depictions of depression I've ever seen, while still maintaining a sense of humor. Amazing.

Sunday, May 19, 2013

"if you stop believing, that don't mean that it just goes away"

1. Since Jason Molina's death this spring, I've been revisiting his music. These songs in particular:






2. Radical Otterness. The internet combines two of my favorite things. I wish I had an audio recording of my reaction when I first found this website.

3. We commemorated my mom's 70th Birthday with a trip to the Bronx Zoo. 
"To the gorillas!" 



Friday, May 3, 2013


The First Word I Teach My Daughter

the first word I teach my daughter will be “no”
she will sing it to me and scream it at me
and I will never tell her to quiet down
she will say it when I tell her to go to bed
when I tell her she can’t have anymore candy
or watch anymore television
“no” will be my daughter’s favorite word
not only will I teach her how to say it
but I will teach her to repeat it over and over
again until every single atom in her tiny little body
hums with it
If it makes her less soft than the other girls
I will take her to museums and show her
what marble and stone can become
I will brush her hair and let her wear whatever
she wants
whatever that makes her
she will know
that the world has been built upon “no’s”
upon rejections and refusals and swords
if this makes her a warrior in a field of
flowers, then she will walk without fear
of being trampled on
the first word I teach my daughter will be
“no”
and when she grows up
in a world that tells her
she can’t walk down the street by herself
that “no” will be heard
it will roar and echo down the block
and she will never be told to keep
silent
she will not know the meaning of the word.

I found this poem on tumblr, where it was posted by its author, but there is no name real name to attribute to the author. You can check out more of her writing here.

Thursday, May 2, 2013

there a strange thing and a known thing here

1. Jason Collins, the first currently active openly gay male in major league sports, wrote a fantastic piece for Sports Illustrated. Please read.

2. Contender for the theme song of May:


1. I know that I've already shared artwork by Njideka Akunyili, but it's too good not to share again:

2. Roasted chickpeas! Why have I, lifetime advocate of roasting all foods, not done this before?!?

3. This video is pretty good at explaining why "heterophobia" doesn't actually exist, and the function that mocking privilege serves for under-privileged groups:


4.

III

Spring is like a perhaps hand
(which comes carefully
out of Nowhere)arranging
a window,into which people look(while
people stare
arranging and changing placing
carefully there a strange
thing and a known thing here)and

changing everything carefully

spring is like a perhaps
Hand in a window
(carefully to
and fro moving New and
Old things,while
people stare carefully
moving a perhaps
fraction of flower here placing
an inch of air there)and

without breaking anything.

- e.e. cummings


Wednesday, May 1, 2013

I'll mope with you!

1. In meeting for worship (Quakers) I like to try to predict who is going to stand up to speak next. The more I worship with a particular meeting, the better I get at it. Everyone is different, but the standard indicators are when people get furrowed brows, cross and uncross their legs, and lean forward a little bit.

2. Ellen and SNL's Ellen Impersonator Kate McKinnon, dressed as Ellen, dancing.

3.
This used to be on catsthattalk.tumblr.com, but now that url is someone else, so I don't know how to credit you, artist that made these great little cat cartoons! Sorry!

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Pears, Sisters, Art, Consent

1. Pears.

2. Technology makes our lives easier.
(this conversation was eventually reduced to me talking, and Laurel repeating to to Anna while imitating my mannerisms and facial expressions)

3.  Thomas Lamadieu's Sky Art.



4. I cannot emphasize how much I want everyone to read this article. This topic might be the most important to me out of all social concern issues, for real real. This article is FANTASTIC, as it breaks down how we could teach consent at every stage of development. Please, please, please, read this and share it widely - it doesn't matter if you have kids, plan on having kids, live in a cave. This is important.
(I just happened to glance at the authors of this article, and what did I discover but that one of them is a classmate of mine from Earlham, Jamie Utt. What are the odds. You can read more of his writing at his blog, Change From Within).