Knowing Gramma could draw, I’d sometimes ask her to copy pictures. I recently rediscovered a notebook of Pokémon I ‘commissioned.’ These are pencil drawings on school supply-grade paper.
What Simone Weil said: “The beauty of the world is the mouth of a labyrinth.” And at the end of the path? “There God is waiting to eat him.” When you write: Your goal is to get eaten.
The mouse became my favorite toy of all. I still have him. In fact he’s staring down from a bookshelf at me this very moment. He’s lost a lot of weight over the years.
Teresa Teng was a rare generational voice. The kind of singer with her own gravitational field. She sang beautiful, tender songs. She didn’t die rockstar young. But she did die at age 42, unexpectedly.
Mangaka tend to be prolific, but Rumiko Takahashi is truly behemoth. Multiple sources declare her the best-selling woman cartoonist in history. In her early works, we're permitted to laugh at how horrible we are.
The propulsion of any Twombly canvas is independent of the viewer’s perception. When we do manage to grab a hold of something, it whips us around with a slasher’s glee. Cy Twombly is the Jason Voorhees of abstraction. His kills are both brazen and artful.