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Tina Barney, 1984
PAINTING (DEVIL AND LAUGHING MAN), PETER BOOTH 1981
Rains of blood and frogs, mysterious disappearances, baffling objects in the sky: these were the anomalies that fascinated Charles Fort in h
“I hope you live without the need to dominate, and without the need to be dominated. I hope you are never victims, but I hope you have no power over other people. And when you fail, and are defeated, and in pain, and in the dark, then I hope you will remember that darkness is your country, where you live, where no wars are fought and no wars are won, but where the future is. Our roots are in the dark; the earth is our country. Why did we look up for blessing — instead of around, and down? What hope we have lies there. Not in the sky full of orbiting spy-eyes and weaponry, but in the earth we have looked down upon. Not from above, but from below. Not in the light that blinds, but in the dark that nourishes, where human beings grow human souls.”
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Dylan Thomas (1914-1953)
Here is a lovely documentary made in 1969 about that year's Christmas office party at a London advertising agency. I've used shots from it in the past - but I've always loved it as a film - so I thought I would put it up. It tells the story of the preparations as well as the party...
I have been learning incorrectly all my life. And this is such a valuable skill that I wish I had been taught more about this back in school. And so if I could go back in time, I will change how I learn (and also buy a ton of TSLA stocks). We are learning all the time. And of course it doesn’t stop after we finish school. At work, we learn how to specialize in our roles, how to interact with people, and a myriad of other things. Learning happens outside work as well, when we read books or even when interact with friends. The difference between school and real life is that there is no fixed syllabus, and there is nobody to help us.
Wild Strawberries (1957), directed by Ingmar Bergman
Women in Love (1969), directed by Ken Russell
Run Lola Run (1998), directed by Tom Tykwer
Cool Hand Luke (1967), directed by Stuart Rosenberg
Spellbound (1945), Alfred Hitchcock