A little Helen Frankenthaler for your thoughts?
Listening to the radio this morning, I was hit with a wave of sadness. There was brief coverage of the services in Charleston and the grief smacked me right in the face. Shitty things happen all the time. For some reason, this tragedy in Charleston feels different. It brings fresh sorrow every time I see a photograph of mourners or hear a family member speak of their lost loved one.
Something has to change. How can we as a country live like this?
I don’t have any of the answers. I don’t know what the next steps are. All I know is something is wrong and (unfortunately) I don’t think we, the American people, can rely on government to fix it.
For now, I am keeping the people of Charleston in my thoughts and in my heart. I hope they can feel the love so many are sending their way. Even in the face of such terribleness, there is always love.
Some brighter notes from the day:
This tragedy is opening up some very overdue dialogue around use of the Confederate Flag.
Yes – more Nina Simone.
Wish I was in Paris for this exhibition.
Um – I love this list and I love how wrong Fox was about a film with a female protagonist.
Lianne La Havas? Yes, please.
I can’t claim to understand it all – but gotta give Taylor Swift props for standing up to Apple. Girls got balls.
One day I will own a telescope. And I will see amazing things. And I will be able to call myself a “sky-watcher”. Sigh. So dreamy.
St. Vincent will you puhleaze just be my best friend? Sigh. She is just too cool.
I think I want this? Or do I just want more art? I cannot decide if this kind of technology is good or bad for art…
Loved this album. Now loving this album.
This is a great article. What a neat lady with such a neat job.
My body is crying out for some chocolate right now. Is this a healthy choice?
And so the Serial serial continues…
Yes. Saw Neutral Milk Hotel. Live. At BAM.
There isn’t much to say about the show that hasn’t already been said somewhere on the internets. It was magic. The kind of concert that you carry around in your heart.
The whole set was a shot of adrenaline – but also vulnerable and sincere. I kept experiencing flashes from my own life – moments that were soundtracked by my incessant listening to In the Aeroplane Over the Sea. Finally getting to see the songs live in a venue I love, surrounded by people, was surprisingly emotional. I am wiped out.
This is of a performance they did YEARS ago – but it gives a sense: