A. Resnais: Muriel - Escena final from jecoero on Vimeo.
Overheard on the 'down' escalator at Tottenham Court Road, a young black woman turning at an angle to speak to her friend says, with a broad and wide smile: "It's only now that I know what she was saying".
~~~
A page turned to at random:
'It's only a quarter of an hour to Charing X from here'
--Malcolm Lowry.
~~~
A radio 4 interview with a doctor treating a man injured from the ongoing bombardment of Gaza.
"Is he a fighter?"
"No, he's a lawyer"
[roughly]:
And there you see the complexity of the situation...how the same events can be viewed as being very different depending on...
Er..how can the kidnapping and brutal murder of three kids be seen from 'another point of view'? How can the killing of an estimated 120 people be viewed as 'understandable'?
~~~
'My king is caught now in a world of trust.'
---Elizabeth Jennings.
Life studies. Where do you live...now.
At the local library, at a desk facing a window, looking out on to tall trees, dark moist and shaded grass. Beyond that the crowded back terraces of a thousand unknown lives. An old, gaunt man sits two tables down and laughs to himself. A man whose bones are almost visible and who reminds you of a piece of walking scaffolding asks for The Kite Runner by someone whose name begins with H.
"We haven't got it"
"Can you order it for me?"
"Come back tomorrow"
"How does one become a member of this library? I ask because I don't want my wife issuing books on my library card."
A hushed silence of knowing recognition.
there is so much smallness in this small library. Only the poetry section offers a bright-lit window. One section is called 'literature'. 'Fiction' is completely separate.
~~~
Richard Holmes: biography is like music in a way: a search for the line, the theme, the arc that unites a life is like the melody that holds the notes together. Binocular vision: the factual with the dream-like, each taking from the other, crossing the page.
Far, far more interesting than J. Meades who is all showy, fake, and who suffers from the overcompensation one typically sees in the working classes or self-educated who 'make it'.
~~~
You have nothing to say and you say it well.
~~~
Proportionality. Well, there have been 160 deaths on one side and none on the other, said a man. Well, yes, came the official response. But the threat, the threat.
~~~
Six degrees of separation. Think of a book. Imagine a book.
"I can't imagine a book"
"What does it remind you of?"
"A film"
"No, no. Some other book, title, cover, useless trivia about the author."
"Got it. Plato's Republic"
"Good. What does it remind you of?"
"Nothing, I never finished it"
"A bed, perhaps"
"Yes, two degrees"
~~~
A page turned to at random:
'It's only a quarter of an hour to Charing X from here'
--Malcolm Lowry.
~~~
A radio 4 interview with a doctor treating a man injured from the ongoing bombardment of Gaza.
"Is he a fighter?"
"No, he's a lawyer"
[roughly]:
And there you see the complexity of the situation...how the same events can be viewed as being very different depending on...
Er..how can the kidnapping and brutal murder of three kids be seen from 'another point of view'? How can the killing of an estimated 120 people be viewed as 'understandable'?
~~~
'My king is caught now in a world of trust.'
---Elizabeth Jennings.
Life studies. Where do you live...now.
At the local library, at a desk facing a window, looking out on to tall trees, dark moist and shaded grass. Beyond that the crowded back terraces of a thousand unknown lives. An old, gaunt man sits two tables down and laughs to himself. A man whose bones are almost visible and who reminds you of a piece of walking scaffolding asks for The Kite Runner by someone whose name begins with H.
"We haven't got it"
"Can you order it for me?"
"Come back tomorrow"
"How does one become a member of this library? I ask because I don't want my wife issuing books on my library card."
A hushed silence of knowing recognition.
there is so much smallness in this small library. Only the poetry section offers a bright-lit window. One section is called 'literature'. 'Fiction' is completely separate.
~~~
Richard Holmes: biography is like music in a way: a search for the line, the theme, the arc that unites a life is like the melody that holds the notes together. Binocular vision: the factual with the dream-like, each taking from the other, crossing the page.
Far, far more interesting than J. Meades who is all showy, fake, and who suffers from the overcompensation one typically sees in the working classes or self-educated who 'make it'.
~~~
You have nothing to say and you say it well.
~~~
Proportionality. Well, there have been 160 deaths on one side and none on the other, said a man. Well, yes, came the official response. But the threat, the threat.
~~~
Six degrees of separation. Think of a book. Imagine a book.
"I can't imagine a book"
"What does it remind you of?"
"A film"
"No, no. Some other book, title, cover, useless trivia about the author."
"Got it. Plato's Republic"
"Good. What does it remind you of?"
"Nothing, I never finished it"
"A bed, perhaps"
"Yes, two degrees"
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