these are the timesdirty beloved
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Why?

3.5.03

The Old Man of the Mountain, the natural stone profile that appears on everything in New Hampshire from the road signs to the state quarter, fell from its mountainside, leaving nothing recognizable in the cliff face Saturday.

Don Bliss, the state's director of emergency management, said there were no injuries when the stone fell sometime Friday night or Saturday.

It wasn't immediately clear what caused the fall, but Amy Bahr, president of the Franconia Heritage Museum, said she has long been aware that the natural profile could slide.

"I knew it would go sometime, I just didn't think it would happen in my lifetime," she said.

SFGate May 3, 2003

2.5.03

Ouroboros on the web

improper connectivity

Talan Memmott Self Portrait(s) [as Other(s)]

Cockettes movie home page


Zdzislaw BeksiƱski
also especially this image
and this
and this

GRAFIKA KOMPUTEROWA
Beksinski digital

The Miracle of Dolphinsurfing

Joan Fontcuberta
at Zabriskie Gallery

1.5.03

the captivating Edna O'Brien delivers the Evangeline Wilbour Blashfield Foundation Address, at the American Academy of Arts and Letters, May 15th, 2002.
text at The New Yorker Online:

Down the years, the written word has incurred crucifixion, beheading, stoning, castration, burnings, outrage, vehemence, intemperance, and a bigotry that veers from the righteous to the superstitious. To take two tiny examples: Theodore Roosevelt described Tolstoy as "a sexual and moral pervert." Subsequently, the Postmaster General prevented copies of "The Kreutzer Sonata" from being distributed, lest it imperil the morals of America. Stalin, the Kremlin mountaineer, who had liquidated millions, believed, in the occasional Faustian moment, that Mandelstam possessed the magical powers of a shaman. My own mother sustained such a revulsion for the written word it was as if she had read Molly Bloom in a secret incarnation and had to do atonement for it.Her constant adage to me, which is certainly open to interpretation, was "That paper never refused ink."

Writers have been in the trenches from time beginning. Euripides, to my mind the greatest of the Greek dramatists, was driven out of Athens around 409 B.C., his crime being his unflinching depiction of the evil inherent in both God and man. Cutting across the orchestrated glorification of power and plunder, he wrote of the monumental folly of the Trojan War, supposedly fought over a bedizened, sensuous, and totally guiltless Helen of Troy. He fled to Macedonia and was devoured by the king's hunting dogs, which is how he died. Danger comes in many guises—political, religious, sexual, psychological, and linguistic. The stymieing of thought and of ideas has always had precedence in every epoch. Followers of Confucius were burnt alive, the emperor Tiberius had those who criticized him starved to death and then crucified. The English crown, with a nicety inconsistent with much else of its conquest and rapine, solved it completely by forbidding printing except by royal license, thus creating an ethos of precensorship, which continued until 1695. Sexual censorship found its flowering, its glorious patronage, in the person of Queen Victoria and her vassals, who commenced the drive for the purification of literature. They might just have foreseen the advent and birth of the Jesuitical James Joyce, born in Dublin on February 2, 1882, a city that he left forever in his early twenties, disavowing Mother Church and Mother Ireland. Joyce, smarting under early rejections, wished that his work would glean the same wrath as Flaubert's "Madame Bovary," in short, to be so scandalous as to incur a public trial. His prayer was duly answered.
(more)

30.4.03

Pentti Sammallahti
at photo-eye
further jumping-off points here
and here

Wodaabe man

Carol Beckwith & Angela Fisher
at Staley+Wise Gallery

"The woman is laughing.
And waiting.



But she is sure that the kiss is coming. The man has already closed his eyes and he is already bending his head slightly towards the woman.
He will give her the kiss she is expecting.
So, Erwitt the unhappy husband, the father, the photographer who was prevented from seeing his children growing up manages to let his cool fingertip coax the lens of his camera into bringing out the emotion of a promise kept at the very moment that it was made. It is the absolute guarantee that happiness exists.
And that one can watch it."

photology.com

lenticular clouds
lenticular clouds explained by the astro-alchemists at APOD {and tomorrow?}

29.4.03

The Epic Of Gilgamesh - written by a Middle Eastern scholar 2,500 years before the birth of Christ - commemorated the life of the ruler of the city of Uruk, from which Iraq gets its name.
Now, a German-led expedition has discovered what is thought to be the entire city of Uruk - including, where the Euphrates once flowed, the last resting place of its famous King.

BBC News 29 April, 2003
{not a word, not one word, about the recent difficulties in that ancient land. as though there were/are two earths, two BBC's, one with war, and one without, and I somehow get both of them on my computer.}

the Epic of Gilgamesh itself can be read here:

28.4.03

Gwen Stefani's shoes

at Style.com online home of Vogue and W

manadon

27.4.03

Bellevue Art Museum's address path led to the tfaoi.com meta-site
which led to their Art Locating Service as I tried to reverse engineer the Dona McAdams links
which led to Articles and Essays by Subject
and then of course to 20-21st Century Photography, but no Dona McAdams!
so back to Mozilla history to finish out the links below, then in my ten idle minutes b4 retiring back to the tfaoi Photography site and Lorie Novak at the UofA CCP
which has a link to Collected Visions

thank you and good night

Dona Ann McAdams Brooklyn Bridge at Pinhole Resource
Linda Hackett Garden Landscape ibid.
Dona McAdams Diamanda Galas stills
Dona McAdams image from The Last Country at Bellevue Art Museum
Dona McAdams with Tim Miller Democracy in America
and Dona McAdams Barcelonetta
and The Face of Innocence
and with Brad Kessler The Garden of Eden at lightwork.org text and photos
and at Hospital Audiences, Inc.

Matthew Branton is publishing a novel online which I haven't read yet but if you want to it's here

and a comment from your host here

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