I think a lot about the blur between science and art, how these two things that to some may seem exclusive, are anything but. Here, to me, is a beautiful example of that blur.
RED MOON and NEW YORK 2140 Here is what I love about Kim Stanley Robinson – his books are smart, really smart. In both of these books he weaves science, politics, economics, culture, relationships, history, deeply into the stories. Some science fiction is based on imagination, some on research. The knowledge base he shares in
I have just, really just, begun this book and am so knocked out that I am having a difficult time getting through the first chapter, which acts as a sort of introduction. This book is about landscape and language, how each shapes the other. And how this lexical specificity can in turn shape our understanding
What an engrossing book! Part philosophy, part cultural history, an intriguing walk through the mind of a man who was one of the preeminent designers and furniture makers of the 20th century. Filled with photographs and beautiful sketches of trees/wood/tools, Nakashima shares his personal history and beliefs alongside his approach to, and reverence for,
I have been diving in and out of this book for weeks now. When I read it, I feel as though I am on the edge of a great abyss. Always a sensation of imminence, of something about to happen, almost holding my breath. His openings are often breathtaking – MADONNA DEL PARTO And
Have been barely present here, have been going so many directions. Even though I have not been particularly vocal, I always check in. Has been some interesting reading going on here. I have been physically, mentally, emotionally busy. Have had my hands on numerous books, gleaning. Have been perusing Horizons, by Barry Lopez; Jim Harrison,
I am reading NEVER A LOVELY SO REAL, The Life and Work of NELSON ALGREN, by Colin Asher, and it has been been riveting, engrossing. Colin Asher is a wonderful writer – concise, descriptive, detailed, passionate about his subject. An incredibly well researched biography – not a genre I commonly gravitate toward – this one
Last night I watched Jean-Michel Basquiat : The Radiant Child, and I am still not sure what I want to say about it. So this will take shape as I write. While I have been relatively familiar with Basquiat’s work for a number of years, I was not particularly familiar with “his story”, with his
I have been wanting to write for some time about my experience seeing this exhibit but am still unsure I can find the language to describe it. I first learned of Rick Bartow when I read a review of this show about a year ago, on Hyperallergic. I immediately ordered the book because the images
Borkali, thanks for the launch of a new place to share, inspire, survive. I love the e-salon that you provide us. Looking forward to another season.