I'm sorry. Some things I refuse to believe. He couldn't have been 83. That stunning, mad, sparkling mind couldn't have been extinguished even before he boarded the Great Glass Wonkevator this last time. Not that one more thing, right now.
Monday, August 29, 2016
Saturday, August 20, 2016
Run Ragged
So this week has featured a houseguest, and at the moment, I feel nearly as weary as poor Miss Mary Cassatt here...
Sunday, August 14, 2016
Friday, August 12, 2016
Monday, August 8, 2016
Shameless Monday Camp Explosion: So Special
Thus, the Camp sensibility is one that is alive to a double sense in which some things can be taken. But this is not the familiar split-level construction of a literal meaning, on the one hand, and a symbolic meaning, on the other. It is the difference, rather, between the thing as meaning something, anything, and the thing as pure artifice.
- Susan Sontag, Notes on Camp
Saturday, August 6, 2016
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