“The Met is our Home Depot of the soul. It has just about whatever you want, and it has a lot of it, very largely the harvest of past donations, en masse, of the collections of major benefactors—a New York tradition that, per a bequest in 1969, entitled the banker Robert Lehman to require the construction of a whole new wing, devoted to his gifts. (That was annoying, but the art was worth it.)” – The New Yorker
Tag: 11.23.20
An -ing Life
You needn’t be old when you’re old. Sure, don’t trip, fall, break. But your brain was wrinkled when it was born, and eyeballs water and cry just like before. This particular flesh package squirms through, or tries, tossing waiting and dreading and with cooking and writing. With loving, as well. – Jeff Weinstein
Where Did The Banksy Bike Go?
Someone stole half of the artwork in Nottingham, even though the bike was not rideable and seemingly not an attractive target. It’s not the first time the art was hit: “The council had protected the mural with clear plastic sheeting, but it was also targeted with spray paint at least twice.” – The Guardian (UK)
With An Uncertain Future Bearing Down On Us, We’ve All Become Storytellers
What will happen next? We don’t fully know. (Of course, we never know, but the pandemic makes it worse.) Novelist Nancy Star: “Aren’t we all lost now, in the pandemic, trying to see what’s going to happen next, unable to catch more than a glimpse of a few feet ahead? Plans have been of questionable use. I still don’t know what made me buy so many frozen vegetables. … I know this feeling. This is how it feels to write a first draft of a novel.” – LitHub