Katrina’s Birthday!
OMG, Katrina’s turning 29 tomorrow! Happy Birthday Katrina! Have a wonderful year!
OMG, Katrina’s turning 29 tomorrow! Happy Birthday Katrina! Have a wonderful year!
Hello lovely people! I find amazing things. Can I interest you in some curies?
Photos by Dire Penguin, Dire Penguin, classic_film, Kevin H., Kalense Kid, torbakhopper
Motherless Child
from « American Negro Spirituals»
by J. W. Johnson, J. R. Johnson, 1926
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
A long ways from home
A long ways from home
True believer
A long ways from home
Along ways from home
Sometimes I feel like I’m almos’ gone
Sometimes I feel like I’m almos’ gone
Sometimes I feel like I’m almos’ gone
Way up in de heab’nly land
Way up in de heab’nly land
True believer
Way up in de heab’nly land
Way up in de heab’nly land
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
A long ways from home
There’s praying everywhere
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hzc20VmMCl8&list=RD6iZj6P-bkcY
The scent of hyacinths, like a pale mist, lies
between me and my book;
And the South Wind, washing through the room,
Makes the candles quiver.
My nerves sting at a spatter of rain on the shutter,
And I am uneasy with the thrusting of green shoots
Outside, in the night.Why are you not here to overpower me with your
tense and urgent love?
— Amy Lowell, Vernal Equinox
Photos by: David Wilson Clarke, Mamooli, NASA Goddard Photo and Video, Joana Roja
And a poem with your ship in it.
by Cole Swensen
erodes the line between being and place becomes the place of being time and so
the house turns in the snow is why a ghost always has the architecture of a storm
The architect tore down room after room until the sound stopped. A ghost is one
among the ages at the edge of a cliff empty sails on the bay even when a ship
or the house moves off in fog asks you out loud to let the stranger in
What a color!
I loved the scene in Girl with a Pearl Earring where Colin Firth (Vermeer) sends Scarlett Johansson (Griet) to buy Lapis Lazuli and adds
My wife need not know about this
Damn that stuff was expensive. Yves Klein worshiped it.
Is lapis the most divine, royal, sublime color?
Or is there something about the relentlessness of any pure color? Kids go nuts with primary colors. As “adults” we exercise refinement in elegant palettes and blends. Or grey. Have we washed the power of pure color from our souls?
Photos by: Orbital Joe • cobalt123 • Johan J.Ingles-Le Nobel • cobalt123 • Lelê Breveglieri • lisabelle3
Yes, lapis lazuli. The very name sounds like a dream, doesn’t it? Was that what Yves Klein was thinking when he named his painting Requiem? Requiem for a dream of pure color?
Photo by CraftyGoat
Ysidora! I’ve been struck by the dialog from your performance:
Your mom throws everything away and that’s why she has no history
She has no history because she is a woman
As you know I’ve been thinking about the magical qualities, the bounded serendipity of Cornell Boxes. Today I was thinking about that lovely collaboration I Send You this Cadmium Red, and another famous collaboration between 2 legendary box guys: Joseph Cornell & Marcel Duchamp’s Duchamp Dossier.
Weather it’s stolen land or a damnatio memoraie from your misogynist brother, we’re 2 dead women who’ve had some of our history erased. Would you care to start a correspondence? We might trade Spanish Land Grants, Cadmium Reds, Duchamp Dossiers, Renaissance Portraits, Lost Journals, or anything else. We could do it right here on react, or I know someone who just loves to make new sites and could set one up for us.
What do you think?
I would be pleased to start a correspondence with you, Izzy. Let’s do it. I will find something to share with you. You let me know where to send it. Besos, su comadre, Ysi.
Where to send it? How about here to .Re/act?
Unless you’d like a separate Box/Blog for it…
Here is great!
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