Saturday, April 12, 2014

The Garden of Emoji Delights by Carla Gannis


The Garden of Emoji Delights by Carla Gannis

Monday, March 10, 2014
I’m just open to all of it. I think the drug itself is strong enough and powerful enough to withstand all of this. We’re still gonna want to go and sit in dark rooms and look at flickery old prints, and we’re gonna watch things here (referencing a cell phone) and sooner or later we’re gonna have a chip in our wrists and we’ll watch things there. It’s all fine. I’m up for all of it. I think that essential, existential transport, we’re never gonna not want that. I don’t see why we’d ever stop wanting it. We just have to separate the signal from the noise, as they say. Tilda Swinton, at SXSW ‘14, on the technological changes to how we watch and consume what we call “the movies.” (via vinylisheavy)
Sunday, March 9, 2014
Thursday, March 6, 2014
In the end, Icahn’s stock in trade is trading stocks. Silicon Valley’s stock in trade is creating powerful products and platforms. The former approach creates short-term returns. The latter approach creates economically productive ecosystems that spawn industries, jobs, products, and services that benefit society at large, and compounding profits for long-term shareholders.

This is it, really.

Short-term Profit Taking vs. Long-term Value Creation: The Future of PayPal | LinkedIn 

Monday, February 17, 2014

Lou Reed & John Cale - “Work” from SONGS FOR DRELLA




There is a famous anecdote about a visitor who had been to the Institut des Hautes Études Scientifiques (IHES), (created for Grothendieck in the sixties) and had been struck by the poverty of the library at such a Mecca of mathematics. Grothendieck answered him, ‘We don’t read mathematics, here; we make mathematics.’

Thursday, February 13, 2014


Luke and I were looking at Hieronymus Bosch’s painting The Garden of Earthly Delights and discovered, much to our amusement, music written upon the posterior of one of the many tortured denizens of the rightmost panel of the painting which is intended to represent Hell. I decided to transcribe it into modern notation, assuming the second line of the staff is C, as is common for chants of this era.

so yes this is LITERALLY the 600-years-old butt song from hell

Saturday, February 1, 2014

In February 1832 Balzac received a letter from Odessa—lacking a return address and signed only by “L’Étrangère” (“The Foreigner”)—expressing sadness at the cynicism and atheism in La Peau de Chagrin and its negative portrayal of women. He responded by purchasing a classified advertisement in the Gazette de France, hoping that his secret critic would find it. Thus began a fifteen-year correspondence between Balzac and “the object of [his] sweetest dreams”: Ewelina Hańska.

Hańska was married to a man twenty years her senior, Wacław Hański, a wealthy Polish landowner living near Kiev. It had been a marriage of convenience to preserve her family’s fortune. In Balzac Ewelina found a kindred spirit for her emotional and social desires, with the added benefit of feeling a connection to the glamorous capital of France. Their correspondence reveals an intriguing balance of passion, propriety and patience; Robb says it is “like an experimental novel in which the female protagonist is always trying to pull in extraneous realities but which the hero is determined to keep on course, whatever tricks he has to use.”

Wacław Hański died in 1841, and his widow and her admirer finally had the chance to pursue their affections. Competing with the Hungarian composer Franz Liszt, Balzac visited her in St. Petersburg in 1843 and impressed himself on her heart. After a series of economic setbacks, health problems, and prohibitions from the Tsar, the couple were finally able to wed. On 14 March 1850, with Balzac’s health in serious decline, they drove from her estate in Wierzchownia (village of Verkhivnia) to a church in Berdyczów (city of Berdychiv, today in Ukraine) and were married. The ten-hour journey to and from the ceremony took a toll on both husband and wife: her feet were too swollen to walk, and he endured severe heart trouble…

Five months after his wedding, on 18 August, Balzac died.

from Honoré de Balzac’s Wikipedia entry

(condensed by, and discovered via, Justin Shubow)

Monday, January 13, 2014 Thursday, January 2, 2014

☹ soft ghetto ☹


☹ soft ghetto ☹

(Source: horrorgrafia)