I think the June 'o8 issue of Wired (16.07) is most important, and the best beach reading you could possibly have...it's a new age, folks, and we need to get used to it. Or at least recognize it and try to keep up.
Robert Frost and Wired. They know a thing or two...
as do Drew and Eric, who both sent me info on this at the same time: many thanks.
These "summer idyll" pictures would not be possible without the wonderful hospitality of
a most gracious host--
an extraordinarily talented designer and restaurateur--
who created, from a simple cottage, one of the most
welcoming and luxurious havens imaginable.
Many thanks to that talented man, his brother, and
my perfectly marvelous sister.
It was a sweet summer dream, every minute of it.
We are grateful beyond measure.
There will be a gallery talk, 11:00 a.m., 19 September...certainly worth going to. This was on a Friday night, 8ish. On this wonderous rooftop, there's a Cafe during the day, and a Martini Bar on Friday and Saturday nights, 5:30-8:30. Also certainly worth going to.
Just returned from back east; this, above, from the MOMA.
Saw, this morning, a column by Patty Fisher in the Merc about Father Timothy Meier, a Jesuit Priest who is a former Stanford biologist.
"I just never imagined myself doing this," says Meier, who joined the Army at age 51.
Chaplains in the military are men and women who go to war without guns. "I can't even hold a weapon for a person who has to put it down for some reason," Meier tells Fisher. "The non-combatant thing is supposed to be pretty cut and dried." Fisher gives us a wonderful quote from Meier:
"The prayer I pray these days
is that the hearts of stone of the enemy
might become hearts of flesh."