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More Bite Than Bark Since 2005
Monthly archive March, 2005

Vangroovy! Accelerated city. Rain today, and such rich air. Forsythia and cherry blossoms, mossy grass, rooftops, sidewalks; slickened sweet-scented city on the move.

Matilda, Queen of the Algonquin Hotel.

Sunset Story

Perhaps even more urgent than meeting Steve (see earlier post) is the need to meet Irja & Lucille. This is a fabulous documentary that cuts through the pathos of aging. If you need a reminder of how many common heroes make the world go around, check these two out. Brilliantly conceived.

Meet Steve

Poems from Mairead Byrne on Dead Drunk Dublin. Do check them out. And do meet Steve. Everybody needs one.

Time flies when you’re at war

Europe marks anniversary of Iraq invasionAssociated PressSaturday March 19, 2005"From London's Trafalgar Square to the streets of Istanbul, tens of thousands of people across Europe protested against the Iraq war today on the second anniversary of the US-led invasion."Photo from the 2003 anti-war demonstrations here in NYC.

Thinking of the power of photographs

And why we take them. This led me to Susan Sontag once more. Here’s the essay on looking at war that appeared in The New Yorker, and here you can hear her talk about the war in Bosnia. Too bad we couldn’t hear Woolf read from Three Guineas at the same time?

Words fail me, Virginia Woolf

If you’ve never heard her speak, you should. Click here. It’s quite unexpected, her voice, I mean. Very Victorian. Clearly Nicole Kidman did not study it in preparation… There is a rhythm to it that seems very much like her line. Giving yes, but playing it out too, enjoying the pull and tug of syntax...

The text is the text is the text

Attended a master class at the Julliard on Tuesday with James Conlon, principal conductor of the Paris Opera. A pleasure listening to up and coming sopranos and tenors, and to hear his critique of their performances. Refreshing to note the similarities of disciplines: close reading, close reading, close reading. What does the word mean? What...

Ah, fashion week in New York. I think the temperature refers to inside the coats…

and I’m not Jenny

Read with the kick-ass Tara Rebel at the Four Faced Liar on Sunday. Definitely recommend her book–the “I’m not Jenny” series is wonderful. Would be great in an undergraduate classroom as it pushes the whole teenage identity drama to a its most complex best. And it does it with cheeky fun aplomb. As well, it’s...

‘The Letters of Lytton Strachey’ by Paul Levy

Here’s an excerpt from Lytton Strachey’s letters, a new version recently published. It sheds light on several aspects of Woolf’s relationship to both of these men–and is worth thinking about in terms of women and power and genius and in the final analysis, management… Clearly Virginia Woolf was luckier than Dora Carrington. To Leonard Woolf,...

Scope Art Fair, Flatotel NY

Frederico Guida was my favourite discovery last night. This wasn’t his best painting, but I neglected to bring my digital. There was a series of portraits like this, of people in his neighbourhood in San Marino, Italy. Absolutely burning. The actual brushstokes are much more precise than the quality of this photo (lifted from the...

Maggie Taylor

Artscope: I discovered this artist, showing with a gallery from Atlanta. She wasn’t the main event but I was struck by her photographs. They have a painterly quality about them and that’s probably because she uses vintage, or archival found images and then works with them in photoshop. They’re layered and textured. Do they have...

Crocheted Tree, Toronto Island

I’ve been uploading…this shot from last summer on Toronto Island. I have no idea who actually created this random installation, but the tree is amazing. The trunk and much of the branches have doilies crocheted over them.

Like a Lampshade in a whorehouse

My Life in Comedy. By Phyllis Diller with Richard Buskin.Illustrated. 266 pp. Jeremy P. Tarcher/Penguin. $24.99 “PYLLIS DILLER was first thought to be a tumor. Upon discovering that the mass in her mother’s uterus was a fetus, the doctor declared her an ”ugly-looking little thing!” Her father said, ”Leave it in,” and on July 17,...

Women’s hockey to take Stanley Cup!

She threatened, and now she’s following through. Governor General Adrienne Clarkson to present the Stanley Cup to the winner of a women’s tournament! Go Adrienne!

Susan Sontag remembered

This link was passed on and I can’t resist posting it–a rather bracing but charming recollection of Sontag by academic Terry Castle. It’s perhaps a little too soon for such an honest portrait, but the problem of women and mentorship continues to bewilder me. Terry Castle’s The Literature of Lesbians is a must have…Listen to...

A day at the pond

Here is the first in a series of Barbie slideshows! To view click here.

CK Williams

Reading at the Zimmerlee as part of Writers at Rutgers.

Linda Bacon

Linda Bacon, “Big Strike” Zimmerlee. I just loved this painting–the details and colours.

And today feels like this!

Because today was just that kind of day… Actually, these two donkeys live near Hedgebrook, on Whidby Island. Took these photos when I was on a retreat there. If you can get a chance to go, go!

Sadie Sun Salutations

sadie sun salutations,originally uploaded by lemon hound. Well, it’s been a while, but she’s still very much on my mind and in my day. So here she is in all of her final glory: Sadie, ages 17 to 19. Born in the early 80s to Lychea in a house on Main Street in Vancouver. Lived...

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