a v. good zoom

marfa friends, stretched across the country

seen in marfa

YES, APPROVE

drink like five martinis

from chloë sevigny’s pretty wonderful cut interview, “chloë sevigny in her lonely city” :

Until recently, Chloë Sevigny never wanted to participate in video chatting of any kind. “It’s always so terribly unflattering,” she said one afternoon from her Manhattan apartment, where she’s been holed up with her boyfriend, gallery director Siniša Mačković, for longer than she can even remember. “I have friends who are younger than me, like in their mid-20s, and all they want to do is FaceTime,” she continued. “I’m like, What is wrong with these people? But I guess they’re really young, and they always look beautiful, so it doesn’t matter.”

am i finally ready to discuss LOST

listen, i finished LOST. ross won’t talk about it with me (“who cares”), so i’ve had to comb articles and lostpedia (!) and basically try and process it (?) on its own. on my own, i mean. a couple thoughts:

1. why wasn’t there a LOST theme ride or park or meow wolf installation or something?! i mean, the bunkers were MADE for this kind of thing. #whynotnow #metacommentaryontime
2. were some of the depictions kind of racist? michael, mostly? a little bit sayid?
3. i cried 3-5 times during the show, against my will.
4. boring stuff i am compelled to document: my favorites were miles, hurley, desmond, jin, sun, and sawyer.
5. i really truly 100% loved it until the last few episodes when i decided no one actually knew what they were doing or why and they were just winging it and there was no real point to most of it. i had envisioned that they had started with a master plan, but at the end, you could tell they hadn’t, not really — but maybe that’s the ultimate commentary on life?!?!?!

AND SO ENDS MY THOUGHTS ON LOST

matthew klam

i read matthew klam’s “issues i dealt with in therapy” in 1999 and xeroxed it and tucked it away in my “best short stories” folder (!) (a tradition that died after a couple of years, though i still have the folder). more about klam in “why matthew klam’s new book is only 17 years overdue”:

But mostly, he was afraid that his success had been all about voice, and that even if his voice was good, it hadn’t evolved enough to justify another piece of writing. “My voice has not changed, and it’s not an interesting voice,” he says. “It’s just my voice. And here’s the thing: I’ve written, in my voice, plenty of shitty fiction.”

Teaching allowed him to write and to feel like no one was really watching. “There is nothing more invisible than a professor at a university — nothing,” he says. “No kid sees you’re alive. They don’t give a shit. If you fell over dead in the middle of class, they wouldn’t notice. They’re 19. I’m 50. It’s a good way to work because you’re invisible.”

if this isn’t a dress-up occasion, i don’t know what is

from david sedaris’s favorite things:

an old post about marriage story (and marriage)

clearly avoiding my final project, but this from the new yorker’s review of marriage story:

Baumbach presents the elusive nature of love, the ineffable spark at its core and the realm of practicalities by which it’s defined and realized.

they loved each other

ok, this is a twisty story, but i was reading about bonjour tristesse and discovered that it was written by arthur laurents, who also wrote the book for west side story. which led me to nora kaye, a ballerina laurents had a romance with (according to laurents’s memoir). kaye eventually married director herbert ross (who directed footloose) (!), who she was with until she died in 1987. in 1988, ross married lee radziwiłł, and they divorced in 2001. shortly after, ross died, and he was interred with kaye (!!!!!), and this is their gravestone at westwood village memorial park cemetery (!!!!!!). what a burn!

a quiet reminder

i bookmarked onelook thesaurus one time but didn’t realize i had entered a word before bookmarking. now every time i visit the site, it shows this:

this painting speaks to me

“Alma Thomas began to paint seriously in 1960 [at age 69!!!!!], when she retired from her thirty-eight year career as an art teacher in the public schools of Washington, D.C. In the years that followed she would come to be regarded as a major painter of the Washington Color Field School.”