Muse of the Week
And in the spring I shed my skin, and it blows away with the changing winds” -“Rabbit Heart (Raise it Up),”Florence + the Machine
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Strange Happenings in March
March 2nd Monique Oliver: Accessory to Evil streaming on Netflix. “From 1987 to 2003, Michel Fourniret became France’s most infamous serial killer. This documentary seeks to understand the role his wife played in these murders: pawn or participant?” March 7th Full Moon Monstrilio by Gerardo Sámano Córdova on shelves. “A thought-provoking meditation on grief, acceptance, and the monstrous sides of love and loyalty, Gerardo Sámano Córdova blends bold imagination and evocative prose with deep emotional rigor. Told in four acts that span the globe from Brooklyn to Berlin, Monstrilio offers, with uncanny clarity, a cathartic and precise portrait of being human.” From From by Monica Youn on shelves. “A kaleidoscopic personal essay explores the racial positioning of Asian Americans and the epidemic of anti-Asian hate. Several poems titled “Study of Two Figures” anatomize and dissect the Asian other: Midas the striving, nouveau-riche father; Dr. Seuss and the imaginary daughter Chrysanthemum-Pearl he invented while authoring his anti-Japanese propaganda campaign; Pasiphaë, mother of the minotaur, and Sado, the eighteenth-century Korean prince, both condemned to containers allegorical and …
Muse of the Day
The key to understanding any people is in its art: its writing, painting, sculpture. Louis L’Amour, Education of a Wandering Man
Muse of the Day
The discipline of creation, be it to paint, compose, write, is an effort towards wholeness. Madeleine L’Engle, Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art
Muse of the Day
She was a poem and a painting too. Everything she said sounded like a song, every silence was the music too. Akshay Vasu
Muse of the Day
I spray the sky fast. Eyes ahead and behind. Looking for cops. Looking for anyone I don’t want to be here. Paint sails and the things that kick in my head scream from can to brick. See this, see this. See me emptied onto a wall. cath crowley, Graffiti Moon
Muse of the Day
I spray the sky fast. Eyes ahead and behind. Looking for cops. Looking for anyone I don’t want to be here. Paint sails and the things that kick in my head scream from can to brick. See this, see this. See me emptied onto a wall. cath crowley, Graffiti Moon
Muse of the Day
A fine work of art – music, dance, painting, story – has the power to silence the chatter in the mind and lift us to another place. Robert McKee, Story: Substance, Structure, Style, and the Principles of Screenwriting
Muse of the Day
Writing, painting, singing- it cannot stop everything. Cannot halt death in its tracks. But perhaps it can make the pause between death’s footsteps sound and look and feel beautiful, can make the space of waiting a place where you can linger without as much fear. For we are all walking each other to our deaths, and the journey there between footsteps makes up our lives. Ally Condie, Reached
I Saw Jupiter
I saw Jupiter from my window last night
Everyday Strange 