A rock there is where as they say the ocean dew distills

[sovay]

I am awake. The bed did not collapse under me while I slept, not as much sleep as I wanted, but more than I had gotten previously. I dreamed of aquaria and terraria—fighting fish and salamanders—and some inappropriately dramatic confrontation in a mall or an airport, splintered reputations. I am very tired and I hurt in a lot of different directions. I am not going to manage any of the things I wanted for today.

Have a bunch of links which have sort of been accumulating over the last week.

1. I am delighted by this interview with Jared Harris, even though it suggests that I will soon be watching a TV series about Chernobyl. I think AMC's The Terror (2018) was hands down infinitely better work than the Dan Simmons novel that provided its skeleton, but I still slightly resent the former for not being a book, because it's much harder for me to watch a ten-part miniseries in the middle of the night.

2. Both of these poems really got my attention: Kim Bridgford's "Blue Whale Sonnets" and Anna Talhami's "On the Last Day of Passover."

3. I remember #YourSlipIsShowing, here located in historical context: "The Black Feminists Who Saw the Alt-Right Threat Coming." 2014 feels like a very long time ago.

4. I did not know much about the refugee Jews of Shanghai. I don't see how I can get to any of the multi-branch Brooklyn exhibition this month with all the other travel I have going on, but I hope people on my friendlist do and it's good.

5. I never saw or read anything of John Bowen's beyond Robin Redbreast (1970), but just for its sake I was sorry to see he had died. I will have to look for A Photograph (1977).

Comments

[moon_custafer]

Peter Max, the Pop artist, spent his early years in Shanghai, probably in Hongkou.

[gwynnega]

I didn't know anything about the Jewish refugees in Shanghai! What a fascinating story.

[alexxkay]

Reading your first sentence, I was initially puzzled by thinking that you wanted your bed to collapse more :)

[thisbluespirit]

I am very tired and I hurt in a lot of different directions. I am not going to manage any of the things I wanted for today.

:-/ May today be better.

I never saw or read anything of John Bowen's beyond Robin Redbreast (1970), but just for its sake I was sorry to see he had died. I will have to look for A Photograph (1977).

I vaguely recognised his name and thought he must have written some one-off episodes for some of the things I've watched, and he did - a couple of Power Game episodes, which no doubt didn't show him at his best, because nobody looks good writing politics and snark next to Wilfred Greatorex or Edmund Ward, for that matter. I think Wilfred Greatorex probably ate devious snark for breakfast.

[skygiants]

Now I'm bummed I won't be back in New York until July, just missing that exhibit! I'll look forward to hearing about it if anybody else gets there...

[larryhammer]

4. We have had a picture book about the Jewish refugee community in Shanghai, which after a couple years is still getting regular (if not frequent) rereads -- one of the few books we have that's about both a) being Jewish and b) being Chinese. We're probably not making it to Shanghai in next year's trip to China, but we strongly considered it in part to get a chance to get to the museum in Hongkou.

[alexxkay]

Came across another reference to A Photograph (which itself might interest you), and poked around a bit looking for it. Found it on Youtube.