Today so far has been characterized by an unpleasant headache, but also an unexpectedly nice conversation, so it is what it is. At the moment I am happier about the latter than I am inconvenienced by the former. Have a meme and some links.
1. I had no idea that spiders performed courtship dances. The music is extra-diegetic, but the dance of the Maratus speciosus is just spectacular. The brilliant colors of its mask, too.
2. I got sick of not knowing the musical source of the jingle I learned from my grandfather decades ago ("My ma gave me a penny to go see Benny / I didn't go see Benny, I bought some chewing gum . . . My ma gave me a nickel to buy a pickle / I didn't buy a pickle, I bought some chewing gum") and futzed around on the internet until I discovered it was something called "La Sorella" by either Louis Gallini or Charles Borel-Clerc. It shows up brassily in An American in Paris (1951), which explains why I wondered if it was Offenbach.
3. I haven't been keeping up with the obituaries, but I did want to register an objection to the death of Tim Brooke-Taylor. I saw him first on the nearly-all-burninated-but-miraculously-nearly-all-restored At Last the 1948 Show (1967), where he will always look to me like the automatic hospital visitor, lonely patients, for the use of. In times of illness, members of our household have been known to shout, "NURSES NURSES NICE BIG JUICY ONES."
4. I decided to do the American quarantine meme, despite suspecting it would be only sort of pertinent to my daily life. ( We see untruly from inside frames. )
5. I find the video negligible, but I love this poem to music: Sinead O'Brien, "Taking on Time."
Last night I got out of the house far too late and far too cold for much of a walk, but I did manage to catch some excellent Edward Hopper light on the Litchfield Block. The April page for the Edward Hopper calendar which I have hanging beside my desk shows Second Story Sunlight (1960), which feels peculiarly appropriate. I see a lot of people hanging out on their decks and porches lately. Often they are talking to friends in the street below.
1. I had no idea that spiders performed courtship dances. The music is extra-diegetic, but the dance of the Maratus speciosus is just spectacular. The brilliant colors of its mask, too.
2. I got sick of not knowing the musical source of the jingle I learned from my grandfather decades ago ("My ma gave me a penny to go see Benny / I didn't go see Benny, I bought some chewing gum . . . My ma gave me a nickel to buy a pickle / I didn't buy a pickle, I bought some chewing gum") and futzed around on the internet until I discovered it was something called "La Sorella" by either Louis Gallini or Charles Borel-Clerc. It shows up brassily in An American in Paris (1951), which explains why I wondered if it was Offenbach.
3. I haven't been keeping up with the obituaries, but I did want to register an objection to the death of Tim Brooke-Taylor. I saw him first on the nearly-all-burninated-but-miraculously-nearly-all-restored At Last the 1948 Show (1967), where he will always look to me like the automatic hospital visitor, lonely patients, for the use of. In times of illness, members of our household have been known to shout, "NURSES NURSES NICE BIG JUICY ONES."
4. I decided to do the American quarantine meme, despite suspecting it would be only sort of pertinent to my daily life. ( We see untruly from inside frames. )
5. I find the video negligible, but I love this poem to music: Sinead O'Brien, "Taking on Time."
Last night I got out of the house far too late and far too cold for much of a walk, but I did manage to catch some excellent Edward Hopper light on the Litchfield Block. The April page for the Edward Hopper calendar which I have hanging beside my desk shows Second Story Sunlight (1960), which feels peculiarly appropriate. I see a lot of people hanging out on their decks and porches lately. Often they are talking to friends in the street below.
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