august, california

asilomar

julia morgan

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i felt the potential gain was worth the risk

"I candidly admit that I knowingly and deliberately left the planned working area
out of TV coverage to examine and photograph the interior crater walls
for possible bedrock exposure or other useful information.

I felt the potential gain was worth the risk."

-neil armstrong

the photograph is one that has great meaning for me: although it is not a moment of risk, it is a moment of connection and love. actually: love is the riskiest thing around. risk something today, maybe? theresa said it need only be something small. just one small thing. for love.  

she also said this: "at the moment of death we will not be judged according to the number of good deeds we have done or by the diplomas we have received in our lifetime: we will be judged according to the love we have put into our work."

august

school

transit

1969

photo credit: neil armstrong

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whistler's bridges and those boys on the bank

"Protest by artistic, original thinkers can also be subtle. When the painter James McNeill Whistler was a cadet at West Point, he was assigned to draw a bridge in an engineering class. His inclusion of two boys fishing from the bridge displeased the instructor, who ordered him to draw it again without the young fishermen. Whistler did as he was instructed, but unwilling to completely stifle his artistry, he drew the boys fishing from the riverbank. Told he would still not receive a passing grade, Whistler handed in the drawing one more time, without the boys in the picture. But on the riverbank, as monuments to the death of creativity, stood two little headstones."

-susquehanna currents

this is one of my favorite stories of all time. 

i remember hearing it on the parade ground at west point during a warm july night lit by unthinkably brilliant fireworks. it was 1967 or so, and there was that great expanse of sky and lawn, and the towering stone buildings, and the hudson rolling along nearby. everything combined to make some sort supernatural event that can never be equaled in memory. there was a timelessness that only children recognize as being almost divine: the stars, the warmth, the sound of the river, the bursts of light overhead, the safety of family sitting all together. time stopped. on that wool blanket, watching the night, we were with one another in history. 

listening to the story of whistler's bridge in a sort of rapture (someone read over booming loudspeakers), i recall thinking that that was just the sort of artist one should be. but the story! it took me years to reconcile myself to the fact that the children died. the breathtaking and utterly tragic tale, illustrated in three genius-concise frames, seemed then to be the essence of storytelling. it still does.







[addendum: glancing at cadet whistler's oddly carefree west point career, those headstones might've also been a premonition of the demise of his somewhat indulged tenure in the long gray line. but this is only hearsay on my part.]

above: other bridges by
james abbott mcneill whistler in
the metropolitan museum of art

mr. ardizzone in dunkirk

the trouble with us artists was that we did not know in advance just what we were going to find interesting and drawable…

- edward ardizzone, via ditherings of an englishman

a fundamental affinity

A mathematician can be totally isolated from any contact with nature and still go on about his business of constructing mathematical universes, which spring from his mind as pure creations of human intellect. Yet the most astounding result of modern natural science is the reiterated discovery (quite apart from this or that mathematical formulation of natural processes) that nature, too, is in its essence a fabric of mathematical relations. Put crudely, the mathematics that man projects out of his own consciousness somehow corresponds to a mathematical reality that is external to him, and which indeed his consciousness appears to reflect. How is this possible? It is possible, of course, because man himself is part of the same over-all reality, so that there is a fundamental affinity between the structures of his consciousness and the structures of the empirical world. Projection and reflection are movements within the same encompassing reality. 

-peter berger

ironing

and

i don't see art as a secret code

- ai weiwei

image: vt / berlin, 2011

“Once you've tasted freedom, it stays in your heart and no one can take it.”

ai wei wei 

  never sorry

title: ai weiwei, interview with alison klayman

 ai weiwei quote/images copyright never sorry 

nothing is more practical than falling in love

nothing is more practical than falling in love

in a quite absolute, final way.
What your are in love with, what seizes your imagination,will affect everything. It will decide what will get you out of bed in the morning, what you do with your evenings, what you read, who you know, what breaks your heart,and what amazes you with joy and gratitude. Fall in love, stay in love, and it will decide everything. 

- pedro arrupe,  s.j.

w/blessings on 14/8/12 to all &

a lifetime of gratitude to max k.

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