April 7th, 12:10 am.
Art, Naked
Ai Weiwei's foreman looks remarkably similar to Ai himself, so much so that when people see him (the foreman, that is) there is the kind of communal, hushed stirring that happens around a possible celebrity sighting: Is that—? No, it couldn't be…is it though? The disappointment when the truth is revealed: no, it’s not Ai Weiwei. The man in question turns out to be one of four of Ai’s employees who have traveled from China to the States on his behalf.
The Immovable I
Walking down my street in Seattle, I’m thinking of Baltimore again. I liked my street there, the way all the brick glowed when the sun set in the summer. Kunal and I had everything we needed there: the Brewer’s Art two blocks away for a weekly cocktail date, Viccino’s around the corner for a two-dollar slice, the patch of park around the Monument for taking in fall foliage. At Dooby’s, you could watch the students and remember how it felt to end classes at noon on a Friday.
Diversity and the Gatekeepers – Editor’s Pick
There are others in our politics who think it’s a fairly routine matter to threaten those with whom they disagree with death. Most people would oppose that point of view. But still, there are some communities of people (hopefully small) who think it’s a fine idea that death threats are made.
Watching Doris Again
I was looking for something to pass the time before dinner and “Love Me Or Leave Me” was just starting on TCM. Sure, I thought. Why not? The biographical musical came out in 1955 when I was just 12, on the cusp of adolescence. I’m still trying to sort out the effluvia of thoughts and feelings while watching it.
Go Figure
Three months after Andy’s departure, the unthinkable happened—unthinkable to a naïve twenty-one-year-old college student, anyway. Andy ended our four-year relationship with an icy cold “Dear Jane.” A shortish, not-so-sweet, correspondence espousing upon how he had never really loved me. Ouch! Experiencing Europe had changed him. Allowed him to find himself…
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