newyorker:
Cartoon of the night. For more from this week’s issue: http://nyr.kr/LX9szy
• 28 June 2012 • 161 notes
“As a child I thought a great deal about meaninglessness, which seemed at the time the most prominent negative feature on the horizon. After a few years of failing to find meaning in the more commonly recommended venues I learned that I could find it in geology, so I did. This in turn enabled me to find meaning in the Episcopal litany, most acutely in the words as it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be, world without end, which I interpreted as a literal description of the constant changing of the earth, the unending erosion of the shores and mountains, the inexorable shifting of the geological structures that could throw up mountains and islands and could just as reliably take them away. I found earthquakes, even when I was in them, deeply satisfying, abruptly revealed evidence of the scheme of action. That the scheme could destroy the works of man might be a personal regret but remained, in the larger picture I had come to recognize, a matter of abiding indifference. No eye was on the sparrow. No one was watching me. As it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be, world without end. ”
— Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking
• 20 June 2012
Reducers' band member loses battle with cancer
This is heart breaking. I didn’t know you personally but thanks for some of the best shows I’ve ever been to.
• 12 June 2012
newyorker:
Art Critic Peter Schjeldahl once thought that Gustav Klimt’s “Portrait of Adele Bloch-Bauer I” (1907) was, “a peculiarly incoherent painting,” but now he’s changed his mind: http://nyr.kr/KACF3b
• 9 June 2012 • 258 notes
benningtoncollege:
“People always say to me, ‘For such a small school there are so many of you’. I find that really interesting, and I kind of think that’s perfect. We can’t help it. We burn very brightly. Please don’t ever stop.” -Peter Dinklage ‘91
Photo by Briee Della Rocca
• 4 June 2012 • 47 notes
This is a story about children who find and begin playing the board game “Jumangi.”
• 4 June 2012
“She was born in 1898 in a barn. She died on the thirty-seventh floor of a skyscraper. She’s an astronaut.”
— Bert Cooper. Chills whenever I think about it.
• 3 June 2012