peder balke

Posted: July 11th, 2017 | No Comments »
 “Ships in a Storm,” an oil on wood from the 1870s, is part of the exhibition “Peder Balke: Painter of Northern Light” at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Credit Peder Balke; Collection of Mickey Cartin

“Ships in a Storm,” an oil on wood from the 1870s, is part of the exhibition “Peder Balke: Painter of Northern Light” at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Credit Peder Balke; Collection of Mickey Cartin

(via nytimes and the met)


unfortunate timing

Posted: July 10th, 2017 | No Comments »

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inspirational

Posted: July 2nd, 2017 | No Comments »

jim goode
from jim goode’s obituary (not the most eloquent but the story is good):

In 1977, he went into the local BBQ joint once known as BBQ Barn on Kirby and sat with a beer watching the employees being lazy in the kitchen. The place was empty and the lady behind the register asked him what he was doing. He said he was thinking of opening a BBQ place and she responded that it was a bad idea and that she hated the BBQ business but it had been her husband’s passion, and he had left it to her after his death. She said she couldn’t wait to get out of that business. So, in his typical way, he casually asked her how much she’d take for the place. She replied, “How much have you got?” He said he had $3000 in savings and was waiting to get paid for an art job that he’d done designing the logo for Joske’s Department Store, which would be another $3000. She told him to be there the next day with his $3000 in savings and she’d give him the keys and he could just send her the rest of the money when he got the check from Joske’s.

That was the beginning of Goode Company Restaurants, his life’s dream and his life’s work. That next day he got to work with the help of his family and friends cleaning and painting the place to be ready to open in a few days.

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norm

Posted: June 30th, 2017 | No Comments »

norm macdonald
watching norm macdonald’s stand-up special, hitler’s dog, gossip & trickery:

when people commit suicide, no one ever understands, you know what i mean? people commit suicide, people go, “i don’t understand why.”

and i go, “you don’t?” 

what, you live in a cotton candy house or something? what the fuck? you don’t know about life? how it only disappoints? and gets worse and worse? until it ends in a catastrophe? the fuck???


yesterday’s visit to vizcaino

Posted: June 29th, 2017 | No Comments »

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coworker

Posted: June 29th, 2017 | No Comments »

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mood 4 lyfe

Posted: June 28th, 2017 | No Comments »

also love everything about rihanna’s fandom during the NBA finals

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the only inevitability is change

Posted: June 28th, 2017 | No Comments »

more wisdom from ada calhoun’s “to stay married, embrace change” (clearly curious about marriage these days):

Now I weigh about 160 pounds. When I left the hospital after being treated for a burst appendix, I weighed 140. When I was nine months pregnant and starving every second, I weighed 210. I have been everything from size 4 to 14. I have been the life of the party and a drag. I have been broke and loaded, clinically depressed and radiantly happy. Spread out over the years, I’m a harem.

How can we accept that when it comes to our bodies (and everything else, for that matter), the only inevitability is change?


and yet

Posted: June 28th, 2017 | No Comments »

from john cassavetes:

Making A Child Is Waiting was like drowning painlessly. It was a slow death. Shadows kept haunting me all the time I was trying to make like this big Hollywood director… I’ve since learned I’m just not temperamentally suited to that kind of ball game… It’s hard to be on the outside, and yet that’s really where you want to be.


there is so much beauty in the trying, and in the failing

Posted: June 28th, 2017 | No Comments »

i love the writer ada calhoun — realizing i never quoted her essay “the wedding toast i’ll never give,” so first things first:

It is easy for people who have never tried to do anything as strange and difficult as being married to say marriage doesn’t matter, or to condemn those who fail at it, or to mock those who even try. But there is so much beauty in the trying, and in the failing, and in the trying again. Peter renounced Jesus three times before the cock crowed. And yet, he was the rock upon whom Christ built his church.