Tell Me, Orpheus

Horse

by Marc Chagall

Tell me, Orpheus, what offering can I make
to you, who taught the creatures how to listen?
I remember a spring day in Russia;
it was evening, and a horse ...

He came up from the village, a gray horse, alone.
With a hobble attached to one leg
he headed to the fields for the night.
How the thick mane beat against his neck

in rhythm with his high spirits
and his impeded, lurching gallop.
How all that was horse in him quickened.

He embraced the distances as if he could sing them,
as if your songs were completed in him.
His image is my offering.

Sonnets to Orpheus I, 20

Daily Thoughts 4/30/2011 (Tamerlane(

Voltaire at his desk with a pen in his hand. Engraving by Baquoy, ca. 1795

Daily Thoughts 4/30/2011

I have been reading more of Tamerlane.  It is an interesting story about how a man rose from obscurity to become a conqueror.  There is a certain majesty and cruelty that go with the story.  Other than that, I have been relaxing.

Charme puro!

Eu acho biombo um charme só! Não importa qual seja o ambiente, ele chama toda a atenção.
E ainda é útil!  Dá só uma espiada:

Pode ser como cabeceira de cama...

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 ... como divisória, em ambientes pequenos...

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 ... ou só como peça de decoração mesmo!

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 O fato é que ele é lindo, charmoso, útil e chique!  E apesar de normalmente ser caro, não há nada que te impeça de ter um. Isso se você se dispuser a procurar o material e fazer um.  Isso mesmo! Fazer um biombo pode ser muito mais fácil do que você pensa!

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E se você é do tipo que adora colocar a mão na massa e já está morrendo de vontade de ter um biombo pra chamar de seu,dá uma conferida no passo a passo AQUI e AQUI e mãos à obra!

Tem mais alguém aí que ama biombo????

Beijos!

Planeta Tierra

Gracias Planeta Tierra por regalarnos tanta belleza


(darle al pause al reproductor de música de la derecha para escuchar la música de este video)

The Donor

Triptychon des Willem Moreel

by Hans Memling

That is what he had ordered from the painters' guild.
It's not that the savior himself had appeared to him,
or even that one single bishop
ever stood beside him, as depicted here,
gently laying his hand upon him.

But this, perhaps, was all he wanted:
to kneel like this.
He had known the desire to kneel,
to hold his own outward thrusting
tightly in the heart,
the way one grasps the reins of horses.

So that when the Immense might happen,
unpromised and unpaid for,
we might hope that it wouldn't notice us
and thus, undistracted, deeply centered,
it would come closer, would come right up to us.

New Poems

Daily Thoughts 4/29/2011 (the earthshakers, advocacy)

The future George III of the United Kingdom (right), pictured with his brother Prince Edward, Duke of York and Albany, and their tutor, Francis Ayscough, Dean of Bristol. The Prince of Wales sits regally, as befits the heir to the throne. Near his left hand is a globe and a volume bearing his crest, the Prince of Wales feathers. His brother symbolically serves him by offering him a book (albeit in a playful and distracted manner). Richard Wilson, circa 1749

Daily Thoughts 4/29/2011

I finished the first part of The Earthshakers this morning.  This first half was originally titled The March of the Barbarians.  The ending describes the fall of the Mongols.  It was quite interesting.  The Mongols attacked Japan and were thoroughly routed.  They also attempted to invade Vietnam and won the battle in the cities, but ended up fairing poorly on horseback in the jungle.  I am starting on the second part, Tamerlane.

Today has been another quiet day.  I updated the Twitter account, checked the displays, checked the gift books, and turned in my monthly statistics for programs, email reference, and now Twitter.  I have to work on the bimonthly report.  I also spent some time on getting ready for future programs.  Things like a mortgage workshop for seniors, and adding a few more open hours to the computer lab.

We did a few minor things to the web site like an adding a search inside the site box.

Web Bits

Advocacy: Public Library as Amenity and Necessity
http://orweblog.oclc.org/archives/002169.html

O casamento real

Hoje o assunto que toma conta do mundo é um só: o casamento da plebéia Kate com o príncipe William.
Todas nós já sonhamos um dia com o príncipe encantado, lindo, que nos levaria para viver em um palácio cercadas de luxo e riqueza, sendo servidas por milhares de empregados.
Poucas realizam esse sonho... hoje foi a vez de Kate.

Ao ver Kate entrar na Abadia, desejei sinceramente que ela seja mais feliz que Diana. Que consiga conviver com o peso de pertencer à Família Real e a obrigação de cumprir tantos protocolos.
Pertencer à monarquia está longe de ser um conto de fadas. Kate terá que abrir mão de seu apelido, de boa parte de sua vida pessoal, dos planos de uma carreira. Sem falar na privacidade, algo quase inexistente.

Muitas vezes a compararam com Diana, e eu sempre achei isso terrível e sem sentido. Mas, durante a cerimônia, também fiz a minha comparação:
Kate entrou sorridente e confiante na Abadia de Westminster para encontrar o seu príncipe, que a esperava ansioso, emocionado e visivelmente feliz.

 Diana entrou linda, com um sorriso ingênuo de quem realiza um sonho de conto de fadas, e encontrou um príncipe abatido e apático, que apenas esperava para cumprir a obrigação de ter uma esposa.

Após a cerimônia, Kate e William desfilaram em carro aberto, e a felicidade estava estampada no rosto dos dois.

Diana e Charles também desfilaram em carro aberto, mas a alegria dela se contrasta com o sorriso amarelo dele...

E o tradicional beijo dos noivos:

William, mais alto,  se enclina em direção à Kate, que recebe o beijo com um leve sorriso.

Diana, mais baixa, se estica em direção à Charles, que recebe o beijo sem fazer qualquer expressão.

A julgar pelas fotos, creio que William e Kate têm mais chances de serem felizes.


Quanto à nós, meninas crescidas, voltemos à realidade dos nossos príncipes e aos nossos castelos, bem menores e menos glamurosos, mas  não menos encantadores, e sobre os quais podemos ser rainhas absolutas!

Bom fim de semana para todas!
Beijos

Fotos: G1, R7 e Google

Impermanence

Still Life with Cabbage and Clogs

by Vincent van Gogh

Impermanence plunges us into the depth of all Being. And so all forms of the present are not to be taken and bound in time, but held in a larger context of meaning in which we participate. I don't mean this in a Christian sense (from which I ever more passionately distance myself) but in a sheer earthly, deep earthly, sacred earthly consciousness: that what we see here and now is to bring us into a wider—indeed, the very widest—dimension. Not in an afterlife whose shadow darkens the earth, but in a whole that is the whole.

Letter to Witold Hulewicz

November 13, 1925

Daily Thoughts 4/28/2011 (the earthshakers)

Construction of the Thomas Jefferson Building of the US Library of Congress from July 8, 1888 to May 15, 1894. Composite image assembled from LOC source images on April 12, 2006 by Jim Harper. Any copyright ownership of the composite image is hereby released to the public. Source images are identified as public domain and can be found in this collection, http://hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/pan.6a36107

Daily Thoughts 4/28/2011

Today was a steady day.  I read some more of The Earthshakers.  I am reading about how the Mongols were driven out of the Islamic world by Baibars-- (Lord Panther) who was a mamluk who seized the sultanate in Egypt.  It is a very interesting story.  Baibars was reviled by the crusaders and is considered a national hero in Egypt and Syria.  Baibars was also Kipchak Turk and very familiar with Mongol methods of warfare.

This morning, I updated the Twitter account, checked the displays, and checked the gift books.  Most all of the gift books go into the library book sale.  I make a few exceptions.  For example, I added a 2009 Phil Mickelson book called The Short Game on golf.  There is a simple truth here.  The better books you put out for the book sale, the more likely you are going to get better donations.  I like to think of the library book sale as a good will gesture to the community.

I called a few people about programs in the afternoon.  We are having another poetry program on May 5, 2011 with a speaker on memoirs.  I also put in a few more surveys this afternoon.

Two more books came in for me to read, Spade and Archer The Prequel to Dashiell Hammett's The Maltese Falcon by Joe Gores, and All The Lives He Led by Frederik Pohl.

Being Ephemeral

Two Women in the Moor

by Vincent van Gogh

Does Time, as it passes, really destroy?
It may rip the fortress from its rock;
but can this heart, that belongs to God,
be torn from Him by circumstances?

Are we as fearfully fragile
as Fate would have us believe?
Can we ever be severed
from childhood's deep promise?

Ah, the knowledge of impermanence
that haunts our days
is their very fragrance.

We in our striving think we should last forever,
but could we be used by the Divine
if we were not ephemeral?

Sonnets to Orpheus II, 27

Daily Thoughts 4/27/2011 (The Earthshakers, earth week)

Be kind to books club Are you a member? /
Poster showing a group of children with their book club banner.
Date Created/Published: Chicago, Ill. : WPA Illinois Art Project, [between 1936 and 1940] 

Daily Thoughts 4/27/2011 

It is interesting reading The Earth Shakers.  At this point in my reading, Harold Lamb is describing the Mongol invasion of Russia.  There a lot of quotes and individual stories of survival peppered throughout the account.  Genghis Khan has passed away and his spirit is supposed to reside in the mongol banner.

This morning, I checked the donations, made sure the Twitter account was updated, put in the surveys, and made sure the displays were in order.

We had three bike racks donated to the library from Habitat For Humanity today for Earth Week which is from April 25 to April 30.  They are going to do some landscaping on the building this week to make it a little prettier.

I also met to discuss some use of the computer lab.  Things might change a bit.

I put 63 documents the government doesn't want you to read by Jesse Ventura on hold.  It is #7 on the New York Times Nonfiction Bestseller list.  There were several New York Times book reviews which I read during my dinner hour.

I also noticed that there is new A. Lee Martinez novel out Chasing The Moon.  I like his humorous fantasy novels.

Web Bits


Overdrive Amazon Kindle Integration for Libraries
http://www.libraryjournal.com/lj/newslettersnewsletterbucketljxpress/890302-441/librarians_hope_for_a_seamless.html.csp

Faxina divertida

Tudo bem que tirar poeira não é assim, um bicho de sete cabeças, mas vai dizer que esse monstrinho aí não é lindo?

 

À venda aqui, mas as arteiras de plantão são bem capazes de fabricar um desses, afinal bastam dois olhinhos e umas gotas de cola quente para transformar aquele mop sem graça da prateleira do supermercado no seu melhor aliado na hora da faxina.

Dá até para os pequenos ajudarem nessa monstruosa tarefa, e com boa vontade!

Beijos

Birdsong

Cambodian Dancers, by Auguste Rodin

Birds begin their calls to praise.
And they are right. We stop and listen.
(We, behind masks and in costumes!)
What are they saying? A little report,

a little sorrow and a lot of promise
that chips away at the half-locked future.
And in between we can hear the silence
they break—now healing to our ears.

Uncollected Poems

Dez dias de ausência e muitas novidades

Olá meninas!Estive ausente toda a semana passada, o que fugiu completamente ao que eu havia planejado e acabei nem mesmo conseguindo vir desejar uma Feliz Páscoa a todas vocês. Mas mesmo sem conseguir passar por aqui, meu pensamento se dirigiu também a vocês no momento em que, reunida e de mãos dadas com toda a minha família, fizemos uma pausa especial para oração.Estes dias foram marcados por momentos de muita felicidade, que já começaram antes mesmo de eu sair daqui.
Primeiro, recebi a tela que a querida  Verônica Kraemer pintou para mim. Essa maravilha aí embaixo é minha, é minha, é toda minha! Pronto, pode morrer de inveja! kkkk

Foto postada pela Verônica

Depois, foi a vez do marido: Meu notebook já vinha agonizando e, cansado de ver a lerdeza do pobrezinho, marido resolveu tomar uma atitude: mandou meu filho escolher uma boa configuração e comprou um notebook novo pra mim. E como a semana era só de alegria, estava eu trabalhando tranquilamente quando chega a encomenda para mim. Uma surpresa e tanto! E nem é meu aniversário...

Dentro deste canudo está a tela e por fora, o recado carinhoso da Vero. Os dois chegaram quase juntos.
Éou não é felicidade demais?

Semana Santa, feriado, hora de ir para a casa da minha mãe, do meu filho vir, de juntar a família (irmãos, tios, primos...), amigos, e fazer aquela farra que eu tanto adoro. Só que esse ano teve mais uma novidade incrível!  Depois de 11 anos, consegui o telefone de uma irmã minha, por parte de pai, e a convidei para passar a Páscoa conosco. Ela passou dois dias comigo, na casa da minha mãe, e foi ótimo! Começamos a recuperar o tempo perdido e nossa afinidade foi tão grande que nem parece que passamos tanto tempo separadas.

Eu e Aline, na casa da minha mãe

Quanto à Dieta Coletiva, na segunda-feira passada eu até poderia contar sobre os incríveis avanços que eu vinha fazendo e os quatro dias seguidos que consegui ficar sem Coca-Cola. Mas acho que hoje, depois de um feriado festivo, não é o melhor dia para se tocar no assunto...
(É que eu comi horrores, bebi horrores - de Coca, claro - e a última coisa que eu pensei foi em dieta. Mas hoje é segunda-feira, dia internacional de começar a fazer regime, e eu comecei firme e forte, sem pensar na semana pesada que passou.)
Bom, notícias em dia, deixa eu dar um jeito de fazer minhas visitas!
Daqui a pouco eu passo por aí!

Daily Thoughts 4/26/2011 (The Earthshakers, Gifts)

Illustration of "The Rock" Gold Blocking and Inking Press, no. 4, from an advert for Kampe & Co of 78 High Holborn, London as printed in The Art of Bookbinding by Joseph William Zaehnsdorf, 1890

Daily Thoughts 4/26/2011

This morning I read some more of The Earthshakers by Harold Lamb.  The book was originally published as The March of the Barbarians and Tamerlane.  It has that old fashioned feel of history written with an upright Rome, an exotic East, and pillaging hordes of barbarians.

Today has been quiet and steady.  I checked the displays and checked the gift books.  We received some donations of books on music.  One of the books, The Beatles Anthology written in 2000 is the first book by the Beatles on the history of the Beatles.  It is a quarto book and has lots of photographs.

As usual I updated the Twitter account and entered some more surveys for the library.  We are going to be ordering again soon which should be a nice change.

I put the book, All The Lives He Led by Frederik Pohl on hold today.  It is his newest book.

I am thinking ahead about a discount to Book Expo America http://www.bookexpoamerica.com/ which is on May 23-26 this year.  It should be excellent.  I registered for the May 23, 2011 Day of Dialog Today http://www.libraryjournal.com/lj/articlereview/889795-457/story.csp

Web Bits

Librarians at the Gate an article from Publishers Weekly on Book Expo America
http://www.publishersweekly.com/pw/print/20110425/46943-librarians-at-the-gate.html

Your First Word Was Light

Sketch, by Auguste Rodin

Your first word of all was light,
and time began. Then for long you were silent.

Your second word was man, and fear began,
which grips us still.

Are you about to speak again?
I don't want your third word.

From the Book of Hours I, 44

Daily Thoughts 4/25/2011 (The Earthshakers)

1891 NorthReading public library Massachusetts

Daily Thoughts 5/25/2011

Today has been a quiet, steady day today.  This morning, we met with the Sony Reader person to discuss how we were going to set up the three donated readers for the public to use.  We got some more marketing material, and he promised to send us a dummie reader.

I just got back from vacation, so there were quite a few surveys to talley this morning as well as a bit to catchup with on the Twitter account.  I also went through the gift books.  There were a number of nice art books which are going to be added to the collection.

I also checked the displays to make sure they were in order. The book, The Earthshakers by Harold Lamb came in for me to read.  It is a history of the Mongols.

It Was As Though a Girl Came Forth

Still Life with Plaster Statuette,

a Rose and Two Novels

by Vincent van Gogh

It was as though a girl came forth
from the marriage of song and lyre,
shining like springtime.
She became inseparable from my own hearing.

She slept in me. Everything was in her sleep:
the trees I loved, the distances
that had opened, the meadows—
all that had ever moved me.

She slept the world. Singing god, how
have you fashioned her, that she does not long
to have once been awake? See: she took form and slept.

Where is her death? Will you discover
the answer before your song is spent?
If I forget her, will she disappear?

Sonnets to Orpheus I, 2

Powering The Dream The History and Promise of Green Technology by Alexis Madrigal

Powering The Dream The History and Promise of Green Technology by Alexis Madrigal


This is a history of alternative energy technology. It is a story of failure as much as it is a story of success. We learn that the ideas behind green technology are not new. There are many historical examples of early green technology in this book. For example, an attempt to build a 1 megawatt wind turbine was done in 1951. We also learn that many of the failures are not about the technology. It is as much about politics, philosophy, and business practices whether or not a new technology fails. The first battery operated cars hd horrible customer service and maintenance.


Alex Madrigal also compares other energy sources to renewables. Most notably he describes how the nuclear industry created a view that it was our future. We get a sense that history repeats itself with different energy sources being touted at different points in recent history. The historical examples are not what you might expect.


We learn that there were solar water heaters in 1930s, solar homes in the 1950s, wind energy was used in the American West to pump water, there was a wave energy demonstration plant in 1906 in San Francisco, compressed air was considered as an alternative to electricity as a way to store energy, and that historically green energy was part of a number of philosophical movements like transcendentalism. This is a very different picture than what is presented in the mainstream press.


In this book, green energy is as much a state of mind as a technology. For example, Google has a program called RE


We learn that only after many tries did wind become a viable renwable energy source, and that Luz solar concentrating power went through a variety of different companies selling the same technology with slight improvements over time.

The black and white photographs in the book are quite interesting. There are pictures of the first solar hot water heaters, first 1 megawatt wind generators, articles about wave generators from 1906, and pictures of other energy technnology.

This is an excellent book both from the viewpoint of a history of technology, and as a review of the philosophies underpinning renewable energy. I especially liked the first book on renewable energies title, The Paradise Within The Reach of All Men, Without Labour, by Powers of Nature, and Machinery An Address to All Men by John Etzler written in the 1830s, which described early forms of wind, wave, and solar power. It reminded me of Lewis Mumford's ideal of a "technic civilization" built on wind and wave power.

Alexis Madrigal is a senior editor for the Atlantic. There is a blog which is related to this book on the history of renewable energy. http://www.greentechhistory.com/

Daily Thoughts 4/24/2011 (Marshall McLuhan)

James Joyce. Photo by C. Ruf, Zurich, ca. 1918

Daily Thoughts 4/24/2011

Today, I finished reading Marshall McLuhan: You KNow Nothing of My Work! by Douglas Coupland.   The book made me want to read Finnegan's Wake by James Joyce.  I have not read anything by Joyce before.  It also made me want to try to read something other than The Medium Is The Message by Marshall McLuhan.  The Gutenberg Galaxy sounds interesting.

Pascua

Dos mil años atrás, un hombre vino al mundo dispuesto a ser el mayor ejemplo de amor y verdad que la humanidad conocería. Su propuesta de vida no fue entendida por muchos. Condenaron este hombre y lo crucificaron, ignorando todos sus propósitos de un mundo mejor. Hubo dolor, angustia y oscuridad. Por tres días, el sol se rehusó a brillar, la luna se negó a iluminar la Tierra, hasta que, al tercer día, la vida volvió. La Pascua existe para recordarnos este espectáculo inigualable llamado resurrección. Pascua: Resurrección de la sonrisa, de la alegría de vivir, del amor. Resurrección de la amistad y de la voluntad de ser feliz. Resurrección de los sueños, de los recuerdos.

Hours of Childhood

Bather with Outstretched Arms

by Paul Cézanne

...Oh hours of childhood,
when each figure hid more than the past
and no future existed.
We were growing, of course, and we sometimes tried
to do it fast, half for the sake of those
whose grownupness was all they had.
Yet when we were by ourselves,
our play was in eternity. We dwelt
in the interval between world and toy,
that place created from the beginning of time
for the purest of actions.

From the Fourth Duino Elegy

Daily Thoughts 4/23/2011 (Marshall McLuhan)

Faced with information overload, we have no alternative but pattern recognition. -Marshall McLuhan, 18 May 2007, by Vergel Bradford,  GFDL (Gnu Free Documentation License), Attribution.  From Wikimedia
http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:PatternRecognition.jpg

Daily Thoughts 4/23/2011

I am enjoying reading Marshall McLuhan: You Know Nothing of My Work by Douglas Coupland. It is intteresting learning that Marshall McLuhan was a professor of classic literature: Shakespeare, Chaucer, and other high literature.  He also hated television and did not watch it much.  Douglas Coupland also adds his own commentary which very much seems to be.Blue Sky Thinking

Daily Thoughts 4/20/2011 (Board Meeting)

Daily Thoughts 4/20/2011

I really did not have a chance to write much today.  I did spend quite a bit of time thinking about my future.  I did go in to the library for the board meeting at night.

Web Bits

Amazon to bring Ebook Lending to Local Libraries
http://mashable.com/2011/04/20/amazon-ebook-lending-libraries/

It Will Reveal Itself

Camille Claudel

working in her studio

Seek the inner depth of things, and when they lead you to the edge of a great discovery, discern whether it arises from a necessity of your being. Either this discovery will strike you as superficial and you will shed it, or it will reveal itself as intrinsic to you and grow into a strong and honest tool of your art.

Viareggio, April 5, 1903

Letters to a Young Poet

Daily Thoughts 4/22/2011 (You know nothing of my work!, The Forgotten Founding Father)

Title page of "A Dictionary of the English Language," written by Noah Webster. Image courtesy of the Yale University Manuscripts & Archives Digital Images Database, Yale University, New Haven, Connecticut.  1830-1840

Daily Thoughts 4/22/2011

I enjoyed reading The Forgotten Founding Father, even though it is written as a popular biography, it uses a lot of primary source material for its research.  It took eighteen years for Noah Webster to write An American Dictionary.  He wrote it by himself.  This is an amzing feat.  Nowadays dictionaries are written by a team of people.

I am looking at Marshall McLun You Know Nothing of My Work.  It is sitting on top of The Forgotten Founding Father.  Both are biographies about people who understood words and meaning.

Marshall McLuhan is famous for the concept of the "Global Village" and "The Medium is the Message."  What is stunning about his work is that it predates the internet and at the same time seems to explain many of the things which are currently happening.  The constant change, the unpredictability, and the fear that go with not knowing what is going to happen next are eloquently described by Marshall McLuhan in terms of television and electronic media.

SANT JORDI

Roses, llibres, gent que surt al carrer 

Parelles agafades de la mà passejant

D'altres sols però contents perquè és un gran dia.

Avui celebrem la diada de SANT JORDI.

SANT JORDI GLORIÓS

Sant Jordi té una rosa mig desclosa,

pintada de vermell i de neguit;

Catalunya és el nom d'aquesta rosa,

i Sant Jordi la porta sobre el pit.

La rosa li ha contat gràcies i penes

i ell se l'estima fins qui sap a on,

i amb ella té més sang a dins les venes

per plantar cara a tots els dracs del món.

Josep Maria de Segarra 

FELIÇ DIA DE SANT JORDI !

With Silence or a Solitary Joy

Woman Walking in a Garden

by Vincent van Gogh

Just as bees gather honey, so we collect from all that happens what is sweetest—and we build Him. Even with the littlest, most insignificant thing, when it comes from love, we begin. We begin with effort and the repose that follows efforts, with silence or a solitary joy, with everything we do alone without anyone to join or help us, we begin Him whom we will not live to see, any more than our ancestors could experience us. Yet they are in us, those long departed ones, they are in our inclinations, our moral burdens, our pulsing blood, and in gestures that arise from the depths of time.

Rome, December 23, 1903

Letters to a Young Poet

Daily Thoughts 4/21/2011 (American Vampire, The Forgotten Founding Father)

Noah Webster, 1911

Daily Thoughts 4/21/2011

Yesterday was far busier than I imagined.  I stopped by my library and picked up two more books, American Vampire by Scott Snyder, Stephen King, and Raphael Albuquerque.  I learned that Joe Hill is Stephen King's son which is interesting.  I really enjoyed reading American Vampire.  It is a graphic novel which starts in old west and then moves into the early film era of the 1920s.  I especially like Skinner Sweet, the main character, a vampire and gunslinger with a sweet tooth.

The second book that I picked up was Marshall McLuhan You Know Nothing of My Work by Douglas Coupland.  It is a biography with a different style.  Douglas Coupland adds a touch of pop culture writing to the work.  Marshall McLuhan is best known for his quote, "The Medium is the Message."

Last night, I went to the board meeting for the library.  The place was packed with people.  There was a lot of commentary on the way the library was being run. People were mainly asking for the library to reopen on the weekends which is what most patrons are asking for.  It is the most asked for thing on the library survey.  Part of the discussion was opening the library on Saturday in June for the book sale on June 10 and June 11.  The Friends of the Library are asking for this.  It is more than just about funds.  This seemed to be the focus of the evening.  There was also some talk about the director.  It was an interesting session.

I have been reading some more of The Forgotten Founding Father.  I am learning about the career of Noah Webster.  His main education was as lawyer which he failed at.  He ended up succeeding in the newspaper business starting the first daily paper in New York, the American Minerva.  An interesting fact I learned was that the New York Post was started because of rivalry between Alexander Hamilton and Noah Webster.  The biography is quite interesting.  Noah Webster had some fine characteristics; natty dresser, political essaysist,  lady's man, public speaker, newspaper man, lexicographer, lawyer, and lover of dancing.

Web Bits

What Are Libraries For?  by Hugh McGuire
http://www.inthelibrarywiththeleadpipe.org/2011/what-are-libraries-for/

Sculpting With Words, This Week is Dutch Book Week
http://www.psfk.com/2011/04/sculpting-with-words-pics.html

Egoismo

El egoísmo no consiste en vivir como uno cree que ha de vivir, 

sino en exigir a los demás que vivan como uno

We, When We Feel, Evaporate

La Faunesse, by Auguste Rodin

We, when we feel, evaporate.
We breathe ourselves out and gone.
Like the glow of an ember,
the fragrance we give off grows weaker.
One could well say to us,
"You have entered my blood,
this room, this springtime is full of you ...."
What use is that when he cannot hold us
and we disappear into him and around him?

From the Second Duino Elegy

Joy of Spring

Joy of Spring. For me this painting expresses my exuberance for this spring. The weather, new growth, and blooms were beautiful. My joy was profound. I completed this painting on March 19, 2011. Fortunately for my state of mind, I was working on this painting at the same time I worked on Fukushima Daiichi Nuclear Reactors Radiation Plume Fallout Landscape, a somewhat depressing but realistic painting, which I posted yesterday.

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