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polvo indescifrabile: L'Etang des Soeurs Osny
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Friday, 7 August 2009. L'Etang des Soeurs Osny. That I nearly chose to write my undergraduate thesis on M-P and Cezanne, in order to get at what it was I wasn't getting. Walking into the second room of the Courtauld, though, not yet really properly tuned in to looking at pictures, this one grabbed hold of me before I'd had a chance to think about it. Much much more to be said on this, and much better, but as ever, the thesis calls. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Woolf on working for a living.
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polvo indescifrabile: Leftovers...
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Tuesday, 9 March 2010. This is something I started to write for the blog last year, and abandoned. Perhaps rightly. Cezanne’s art seems to have revealed itself to Rilke in a kind of epiphany, only after he had already been grappling with it for some time. When that moment came, Rilke believed himself able at last. Cezanne's favourite poem was Baudelaire's ‘La charogne’ (‘Carrion’), where dead flesh is made beautiful. Rilke dwells on this in one of his letters. Ce beau matin d'été si doux:. What she had m...
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polvo indescifrabile: July 2009
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Wednesday, 29 July 2009. The Man Without a Thesis. The time went, but all of a sudden it was evening, and since after several such experiences he had learned to stop dreading them on his way home, whole series of weeks began to skip, and passed away like a troubled half-sleep. Slowed down by a sense of hopelessness in all his decisions and. Robert Musil, The Man Without Qualities. Friday, 24 July 2009. Of said thesis to date (sorry for the size of the image, I don't seem to be able to make it any bigger):.
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polvo indescifrabile: Hull 1 - 5 Tottenham Hotspurs
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Friday, 21 August 2009. Hull 1 - 5 Tottenham Hotspurs. Can you hear me, Andy Marvell! Your boys took one hell of a beating! Your boys took one hell of a beating! Defoe (10, 45, 90 4). I know almost no one likely to read this will appreciate it, but just couldn't help myself.). I appreciate it. Its hard for me not to like a team named after Harry Percy, but in this case, I feel divided because of my love for Marvell. Whats a Renaissance Girl to do? 22 August 2009 at 16:19. 22 August 2009 at 16:20. I think...
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polvo indescifrabile: August 2009
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Friday, 21 August 2009. Hull 1 - 5 Tottenham Hotspurs. Can you hear me, Andy Marvell! Your boys took one hell of a beating! Your boys took one hell of a beating! Defoe (10, 45, 90 4). I know almost no one likely to read this will appreciate it, but just couldn't help myself.). Friday, 7 August 2009. L'Etang des Soeurs Osny. As I wandered into the room, I dropped into the painting's planes, and didn't want to clamber out. Now I shall have to go back and read Merleau-Ponty again. I know that probab...Life ...
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polvo indescifrabile: adymatonics...
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Wednesday, 10 March 2010. So far, so good. But the notion that this is something new and revolutionary seems to me extremely dubious. It’s there implicitly in Petrarchan poetry, to name just one place. It is perhaps most evident in the use of. What tongue can her perfections tell. In whose each part all pens may dwell? Before proceeding over 140 lines to give an extended, comprehensive blazon of every ‘part’ of the woman’s beauty, concluding. As I began, so must I end:. No tongue can her perfections tell,.
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polvo indescifrabile: March 2010
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Tuesday, 16 March 2010. Last night I read Stefan Zweig’s short story, ‘The Invisible Collection’, prompted in part by the mini ‘Zweig Controversy’ that seems to have broken out in the wake of Michael Hofmann’s splendidly vituperous attack. A couple of months ago in the London Review of Books. There’s a pretty. I haven’t read enough Zweig to lean either way. Reading ‘The Invisible Collection’, though,. More on Jarvis’s line of thought here to follow soon, probably…. Wednesday, 10 March 2010. So far, so go...
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polvo indescifrabile: Invisible plot twists...
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Tuesday, 16 March 2010. Last night I read Stefan Zweig’s short story, ‘The Invisible Collection’, prompted in part by the mini ‘Zweig Controversy’ that seems to have broken out in the wake of Michael Hofmann’s splendidly vituperous attack. A couple of months ago in the London Review of Books. There’s a pretty. I haven’t read enough Zweig to lean either way. Reading ‘The Invisible Collection’, though,. More on Jarvis’s line of thought here to follow soon, probably…. That last sentence: some cliffhanger.
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polvo indescifrabile: on the flyleaves of inexistent tomes
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Tuesday, 2 March 2010. On the flyleaves of inexistent tomes. Following on from my last entry, a couple of people have suggested their dream books, to sit on the shelf alongside Baxandall's On Memory: Tottel's Miscellany. And G K. Chesterton's introductory guide to Lacan. And then I thought of Ken Cockburn's poem 'On the Flyleaf of Jack Kerouac's Kidnapped. Which imagines Kerouac in Scotland with Norman MacCaig:. Kerouac took to the Rose Street scene. Like a duck to water, except water. Anyway, if anyone ...
