Archive for 2019
5 February 2019, around 15.56.
As in a moment, some weeks or months passed without record. This is not to say that nothing happened.
19 February 2019, around 7.20.
Hegel endures history…
28 February 2019, around 15.59.
I inquired for a walk, and, mounting near two hundred steps made round a rock, walked up and down for about a hundred yards viewing the sea, to which I quickly descended by steps that cheated the declivity. The ocean and these tremendous bulwarks enclosed me on every side. I felt the confinement, and wished […]
7 May 2019, around 10.11.
Noticing new angles.
15 May 2019, around 1.11.
The thing about The Fifth Child is that, for so slight a book, it does not seem to be quite sure what it wants to achieve. The first half or two-thirds focus on the parents of the eponymous child and the decisions they make to further their rather banal vision of the ideal life. The […]
15 May 2019, around 6.06.
There is only one sweater that I make, really. I try to follow different patterns, but the result usually ends up being more or less the sweater that I always make. This holds true for other things too – the ways in which I work, the ways in which I read, usw. I try other […]
22 May 2019, around 10.38.
A rut is only a problem if you don’t like where you’re going.
12 June 2019, around 13.50.
Saint Jerome Reading, (Jusepe de Ribera [called Lo Spagnoletto], ca. 1624) Proteus: Upon some book I love I’ll pray for thee. Valentine: That’s on some shallow story of deep love… The chair from which I work is by a window – or a set of windows, rather – overlooking a street and some trees and, […]
Crambe repetita (48)
8 July 2019, around 5.28.
René Daumal, ‘Treatise on Patagrams’.
31 August 2019, around 10.02.
What was most interesting was the sense and use of time – the few hours, days, weeks passing from the spur to the flight – and the haphazard visions of memory run headlong. It (sc. This Tilting World) echoed, in propinquity,1 the promise of the narrators of The Glass Eye or Heartberries to create a […]
13 September 2019, around 8.27.
the war of the professionals and amateurs.
29 October 2019, around 6.51.
2 November 2019, around 13.08.
…he who does not grasp that life is repetition and that this is the beauty of life, has condemned himself and deserves nothing better than what will happen to him – death. Hope is an enticing fruit that fails to satisfy, recollection sorrowful sustenance that fails to satisfy. But repetition is the daily bread that […]
8 December 2019, around 16.05.
Vladislav Khodasevich and Nina Berberova, Sorrento, 1925. We perceived everything that happened then as an omen. But of what? —Vladislav Khodasevich (‘Muni’ in Necropolis, p. 83) It is difficult to know how to start thinking about Necropolis. Before I finished the book, I was certainly inclined to be dismissive – just so much gossip about […]
16 December 2019, around 13.32.
The difficulty of monthly meetings to discuss ‘The Portrait of a Lady’.
the idleness ethic
21 December 2019, around 4.42.
Such virtues and vices as he may have possessed seem to have been of the passive sort, always a matter of omission.
the cruelest way
28 December 2019, around 15.49.
On travel writing and leaving things behind.
29 December 2019, around 11.06.
Looking for new paths to familiar places.