From "The Midrash Jazz Quartet Plays the Standards" —
“… and the song of love’s recision is the music of the spheres.”
— E. L. Doctorow, City of God
(Quoted here on Dec. 20, 2020.)
Related imagery from Log24 on January 4, 2023 —
From "The Midrash Jazz Quartet Plays the Standards" —
“… and the song of love’s recision is the music of the spheres.”
— E. L. Doctorow, City of God
(Quoted here on Dec. 20, 2020.)
Related imagery from Log24 on January 4, 2023 —
The previous post linked to a review by David Ehrlich of the film
"Dog Years," starring Burt Reynolds. The review was dated April 26, 2017.
Also on that date . . .
This post from 2017 deals with the mathematics of "diamond theory,"
an approach to models of finite geometry.
Related philosophy —
The "diamond theory" of truth, as opposed to the "story theory."
(See Richard Trudeau, The Non-Euclidean Revolution.)
For those who prefer the story theory, there is, for instance,
the novel City of God by E. L. Doctorow —
"In the Garden of Adding
Live Even and Odd…."
The Tempest
A tropical storm over Florida (lower left) as described by William Shakespeare in 1611.
“Wind over Water” in the I Ching, Dissolving: Our revels now are ended. These our actors, as I foretold you, were all spirits and are melted into air, into thin air: and, like the baseless fabric of this vision, the cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces, the solemn temples, the great globe itself, yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve and, like this insubstantial pageant faded, leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep. (Prospero, IV.i) |
"We stopped at the Trocadero and there was hardly anyone there. We had Lanson 1926. 'Drink up, sweet. You gotta go some. How I love music. Frère Jacques, Cuernavaca, ach du lieber August. All languages. A walking Berlitz. Berlitz sounds like you with that champagne, my sweet, or how you're gonna sound.'" — John O'Hara, Hope of Heaven, Chapter 11, 1938 "And they were all filled with the Holy Ghost, and began to speak with other tongues, as the Spirit gave them utterance." "Lps. The keys to. Given! A way a lone a last a loved a long the
PARIS, — James Joyce, conclusion of Finnegans Wake |
See Hexagram 61 in this journal.
Maureen Dowd in her New York Times column this morning —
" As Audrey Hepburn said in 'Breakfast at Tiffany’s'
after she tangled with the law, 'There are certain shades
of limelight that can wreck a girl’s complexion.' "
And certain shades that can improve it . . .
The previous post suggests a reading:
"The Chinese word for 'sacred texts' is jing 經, a character
having its etymological origin in textiles. The first meaning
of this character denotes the fixed lead thread or warp of cloth,
insofar as the weft threads are woven into warp threads to
make a fabric. Its extended meaning referes to authority,
orthodoxy, and the essential way toward truth and principle."
— Page 497, Yanrong Chen, "Christian Biblical Tradition in
the Jing Chinese Culture," Oxford Handbook of the Bible
in China , edited by K. K. Yeo, Oxford U. Press, 2021.
See as well the non-Chinese word "symplectic" in this journal.
Art Blocks in the previous post —
"… making accessibility and IRL viewership a core component" . . .
From this journal on the above art date — April 6, 2021 —
Tuesday, April 6, 2021
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"I’m really interested in exploring space."
— New Yorker cover artist for the Aug. 28, 2023, issue.
Related cinematic art . . .
From a search in this journal for Nocturnal —
For some Bright Art Blocks Moments , see Cube Epiphany .
"It is not enough to cover the rock with leaves.
We must be cured of it by a cure of the ground
Or a cure of ourselves, that is equal to a cure
Of the ground, a cure beyond forgetfulness.
And yet the leaves, if they broke into bud,
If they broke into bloom, if they bore fruit,
And if we ate the incipient colorings
Of their fresh culls might be a cure of the ground."
— "The Rock," a poem by Wallace Stevens from
a section with the same title in the Collected Poems .
The red of the watermelon eaten on the cover of the
August 28, 2023, New Yorker is RGB (240, 57, 53) —
Cinnabar Red, also known as Vermilion.
For related poetic remarks, see a post of Leap Day 2004 .
Arriving in today's mail: The New Yorker.
Online context for the cover art —
Song lyric — "Away out here they got a name for wind and rain and fire."
Plato quote — "One, two, three… but where is the fourth?"
Miss Earth — "I'm here for all of the witches."
"… JoAnna Novak becomes obsessed with the enigmatic
abstract expressionist painter Agnes Martin. She is drawn to
the contradictions in Martin’s life as well as her art—the soft
and exacting brushstrokes she employs for grid-like compositions
that are both rigid and dreamy."
See as well Agnes Martin in this journal.
From the 12 AM Aug. 23, 2023, film at TCM …
See also Chaplin-related remarks in the previous post.
A related scene from April 1, 2023 . . .
"Hazel rolls up to this meeting in short shorts and boots."
"He is very charming here." . . . . As is Jena Malone here and here —
Update …
"Here are 3 brands building on the blockchain…"
♫ "Way out west they have a name for rain and wind and fire …."
https://www.classic-country-song-lyrics.com/ theycallthewindmariahlyricschords.html They Call The Wind Mariah Recorded by Jim Ed Brown written by Alan J. Lerner and Frederick Loewe C Am C Am Way out west they have a name for rain and wind and fire C Am F G7 C The rain is Tess the fire's Joe and they call the wind Mariah Am C Am Mariah blows the stars around and sets the clouds a-flying C Am F G7 C Mariah makes the mountains sound like folks up there were dying Am Em Mariah Mariah F G7 C They call the wind Mariah Am C Am Before I knew Mariah's name or heard her wail and whining C Am F G7 C I had a gal and she had me and the sun was always shining Am C Am And then one day I left that gal I left her far behind me C Am F G7 C And now I'm lost I'm so darn lost not even God can find me Am Em Mariah Mariah F G7 C They call the wind Mariah Am C Am Out here they’ve got a name for rain wind and fire only C Am F G7 C And when you're lost and all alone there ain't no word for lonely Am C Am Well I'm a lost and lonely man without a star to guide me C Am F G7 C Mariah blow my love to me I need her here beside me Am Em Mariah Mariah F G7 C They call the wind Mariah |
From an LA Times obituary for an artist
who reportedly died on July 30 —
"In his abstract paintings, he often returned to
the image of the atomic bomb, through
a recurring motif of an orb hovering
in a vertical band of color."
— BY ANA IWATAKI AUG. 18, 2023 10:08 AM PT
* For the term "Songline," see (for instance) a post of June 10, 2022.
Instagram message
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"Weep, all you little rains,
Wail, winds, wail,
All along, along, along
The Psilocybin Trail."
"Does the name 'Coulter' mean anything to you?"
See as well this journal on 07/19/2021, the Lotus-page date above.
"Would you like me to suck you off while driving?"
"I'd love it, darling, but you better keep your eyes on the road."
See the posts of August 19, 2022.
"Death Valley and Joshua Tree national parks announced campgrounds
closures from noon Saturday through at least Tuesday and preemptively
shuttered several roadways." — Los Angeles Times yesterday
One of the scenes from "Spencer" shows a Christmas weigh-in
at Sandringham with a staircase, and landing, in the background.
Another landing — On the staircase between the first and second
floors at Skillmans in Bemus Point, NY, where in a summer not too
many years ago I saw displayed a copy of Dorm Room Feng Shui .
I ordered this book online and enjoyed it when it arrived.
On the cover is a 3×3 array of images, with the caption "You are here"
in the center square.
Interpret this as you will.
Earlier, above some other bodies of water . . .
The Tempest
A tropical storm over Florida (lower left) as described by William Shakespeare in 1611.
“Wind over Water” in the I Ching, Dissolving: Our revels now are ended. These our actors, as I foretold you, were all spirits and are melted into air, into thin air: and, like the baseless fabric of this vision, the cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces, the solemn temples, the great globe itself, yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve and, like this insubstantial pageant faded, leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep. (Prospero, IV.i) |
Ann Harlow's tattoo offering —
"Formed in 1962, Alpert and Moss’ A&M (named after their initials)
label’s quarter-plus century run included some major blockbuster
albums, including Carole King’s Tapestry, Peter Frampton’s Frampton
Comes Alive!, and Alpert’s own Whipped Cream & Other Delights."
— BY ALTHEA LEGASPI August 16, 2023
See as well "Report from Clouded Mountain" (Log24, June 8, 2023).
"An artist's only concern is to shoot for some kind of perfection,
and on his own terms, not anyone else's." — Franny and Zooey
See as well "Hum a few bars."
See also a video discussing Hexagram 58 — and the month of May, 2021.
Related material — Cultural remarks from May 2021 in this journal.
For adults, there is a quite literal version of this motto,
starring Uncle Harry, Uncle Jack, and the lovely Ann Harlow.
"My mother, the late Isabel Nash Eberstadt,
was the daughter of the poet Ogden Nash."
This post is in memory of a "photographer of socialites and artists."
* For the title and the color, see last night's "Drunkard's Dream" post.
Happy birthday, Cara Delevingne.
The New York Times on an artist who reportedly died yesterday —
The background wall art below is not unlike Marden's Moss Sutra …
Some will prefer the fore ground of the above image,
which is closely related to the art term "line of beauty."
Other Amalfi Coast scenes —
"Dabo claves regni caelorum" — 1986 Cullinane poem
And for Jamestown New York's National Comedy Center —
The Latin Club Gang: "We put the 'sex' in sextets!"
… in his book “Catch the Falling Flag: A Republican’s Challenge to His Party,” Mr. Whalen detailed his disappointments with Nixon, including his pledge in March 1968 to end the Vietnam War, presumably swiftly, if President Lyndon B. Johnson didn’t end it by the end of the year. “This promise, implying a plan to fulfill it, splashed across the front pages and brought the reporters and TV crews rushing back to the Republican side of the New Hampshire campaign, eager for details,” he wrote. “There weren’t any. Nothing lay behind the ‘pledge’ except Nixon’s instinct for an extra effort of salesmanship when the customers started drifting away.” |
From a Log24 post of March 19, 2019 —
Caption for the National Comedy Center —
"Getting a little behind in your reading?"
The title combines phrases from Wallace Stevens and Billie Holiday.
Illustration, from an image linked to in the previous post —
Related images . . .
See June 19th of this year.
"The lost lane-end into heaven" — Thomas Wolfe
"Come on . . . ." — Cristin Milioti
"I viewed the morning with much alarm;
The British Museum had lost its charm."
* Vide that phrase in this journal.
"A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one."
"Pardon me. J'adoube."
— The Consul as he fastens his fly in Malcolm Lowry's classic
novel, Under the Volcano , the Garden of Eden scene.
I, on the other hand, adobe.
Musical accompaniment . . .
"Sleight of hand and twist of fate . . . ." — "With or Without U"
Lines
"Listen to the wind blow, down comes the night
Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies"
— Fleetwood Mac, "The Chain"
Shadows
Related YouTube and Log24 date: Sept. 27, 2018 —
"Up on Cripple Creek, she sends me
If I spring a leak, she mends me
I don't have to speak, she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one"
Commentary on the "Yellow Submarine" song "All Together Now" —
Related tune from The Pretenders —
Saturday, July 27, 2019
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Related reading for posh toffs —
How many miles to Babylon?*
Three score miles and ten.
Can I get there by candle-light?**
Yes, and back again.
Mary Gaitskill's latest substack meditation —
"I am thinking of Susan Sontag, writer, philosopher,
political activist and some-time pain in the ass;
she went to Sarajevo during the siege in order to
put on a theatrical production of Waiting for Godot.
She didn’t get paid and none of the actors did either.
They rehearsed in the dark and performed by sparse
candlelight . . . ."
"How many bananas ?"
"Drei . . . or else Vier ."
See also the comedy writers of Elsevier —
A function (in this case, a 1-to-1 correspondence) from finite geometry:
This correspondence between points and hyperplanes underlies
the symmetries discussed in the Cullinane diamond theorem.
Academics who prefer cartoon graveyards may consult …
Cohn, N. (2014). Narrative conjunction’s junction function:
A theoretical model of “additive” inference in visual narratives.
Proceedings of the Annual Meeting of the Cognitive Science
Society, 36. See https://escholarship.org/uc/item/2050s18m .
J. Paul Getty and Minotaur, according to Hollywood —
Getty Images and the "Cubic Stone" —
Getty Images —
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See also the previous post and . . .
Dates for comparison . . .
March 10, 2012 — http://m759.net/wordpress/?p=22893
March 10, 2019 — http://m759.net/wordpress/?p=79862
May 4, 2014 — http://m759.net/wordpress/?p=41784
May 4, 2021 — http://m759.net/wordpress/?p=94458
A Midrash For Friedkin — http://m759.net/wordpress/?s=SXSW .
Los Angeles Times today BY CHRISTI CARRAS, STAFF WRITER
"William Friedkin, a master of suspense and leading figure of the 1970s New Hollywood movement who was known for directing films such as 'The Exorcist' and 'The French Connection,' has died. Friedkin died Monday in Los Angeles, his widow, Sherry Lansing, confirmed to the Los Angeles Times. CAA, which represents Lansing, said Friedkin died at home from heart failure and pneumonia. He was 87." |
Update at 8:42 PM ET —
A French Connection for Friedkin, from
the SXSW opening date of one of his films —
This suggests some art that reflects aspects of
my own teen space, which was many years ago . . .
Update for fans of Nevermore Academy:
Teen-related art from loisvb —
The previous post (on "Come Swim") suggests a Sunset Boulevard review —
From a search in this journal for "consensual" —
"Yet if this Denkraum , this 'twilight region,' is where the artist and
emblem-maker invent, then, as Gombrich well knew, Warburg also
constantly regrets the 'loss' of this 'thought-space,' which he also
dubs the Zwischenraum and Wunschraum ."
— Memory, Metaphor, and Aby Warburg's Atlas of Images ,
Christopher D. Johnson, Cornell University Press, 2012, p. 56
The removed Wikipedia passage —
"In 2017, Stewart coauthored a computer science preprint about the use
of neural net techniques in the making of her short film Come Swim,[82]
which led to her achieving the Erdős–Bacon number of 7.[83]
82. Joshi, Bhautik; Stewart, Kristen; Shapiro, David (2017).
'Bringing Impressionism to Life with Neural Style Transfer
in Come Swim'. arXiv:1701.04928 [cs.CV].
83. 'Natalie Portman Answer | RASHI, RAMBAM and
RAMALAMADINGDONG'. Archived from the original
on May 3, 2023. Retrieved May 3, 2023. "
Background, and the preprint as officially published —
Fiction related to Kristen Stewart's reported Erdős–Bacon number, 7 —
At the National Comedy Center —
“There are dark comedies. There are screwball comedies.
But there aren’t many dark screwball comedies.
And if Nora Ephron’s Lucky Numbers is any indication,
there’s a good reason for that.”
— Todd Anthony, South Florida Sun-Sentinel
The Latin word "Contra " in the previous post will suggest to
many readers some related political concepts. Related reading:
A search in this journal for Cornell + Warburg suggests
a review of the concept "iconology of the interval " . . .
Ikonologie des Zwischenraums —
"Yet if this Denkraum , this 'twilight region,' is where the artist and
emblem-maker invent, then, as Gombrich well knew, Warburg also
constantly regrets the 'loss' of this 'thought-space,' which he also
dubs the Zwischenraum and Wunschraum ."
— Memory, Metaphor, and Aby Warburg's Atlas of Images ,
Christopher D. Johnson, Cornell University Press, 2012, p. 56
Tuesday, July 11, 2023
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For some illuminating remarks on Kinbotean annotation, see
Chapter 6 (Nabokov, Lowry, Orwell) of The Wreath of Wild Olive ,
by Mihai Spariosu.
(Published by State University of New York Press,
© 1997 State University of New York.)
"Finite groups of the same order are sometimes
related by a nontrivial identity."
— Steven H. Cullinane,
Groups related by a nontrivial identity
(a note on universal algebra).
See as well a related note written 40 years ago today.
A related webpage —
"Going to dark bed there was a square round Sinbad the Sailor roc's auk's egg in the night of the bed of all the auks of the rocs of Darkinbad the Brightdayler." |
Robert A. Heinlein, Glory Road — “What did I want? I wanted a Roc’s egg. I wanted a harem loaded with lovely odalisques less than the dust beneath my chariot wheels, the rust that never stained my sword. I wanted raw red gold in nuggets the size of your fist, and feed that lousy claim jumper to the huskies! I wanted to get up feeling brisk and go out and break some lances, then pick a likely wench for my droit du seigneur – I wanted to stand up to the Baron and dare him to touch my wench! I wanted to hear the purple water chuckling against the skin of the Nancy Lee in the cool of the morning watch and not another sound, nor any movement save the slow tilting of the wings of the albatross that had been pacing us the last thousand miles. I wanted the hurtling moons of Barsoom. I wanted Storisende and Poictesme, and Holmes shaking me awake to tell me, 'The game’s afoot!' I wanted to float down the Mississippi on a raft and elude a mob in company with the Duke of Bilgewater and Lost Dauphin. I wanted Prester John, and Excalibur held by a moon-white arm out of a silent lake. I wanted to sail with Ulysses and with Tros of Samothrace and to eat the lotus in a land that seemed always afternoon. I wanted the feeling of romance and the sense of wonder I had known as a kid. I wanted the world to be the way they had promised me it was going to be, instead of the tawdry, lousy, fouled-up mess it is. I had had one chance – for ten minutes yesterday afternoon. Helen of Troy, whatever your true name may be – and I had known it and I had let it slip away. Maybe one chance is all you ever get.” |
Analogy . . . When A/B = C/D . . .
Illustration from a Log24 post tagged Quale —
— and related material from the date of the above Quale post …
… as well as, from July 31, a version for the institutionalized —
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