I’m putting more personalish stuff here for the present. If you like, follow, if not, I’ll still be here, too. This message will self-destruct shortly.
Between the shipwrecks, the icebergs and the midnight sun, I do believe this artist’s works may appeal to OTB.
Definitely! Thanks for diverting my attention this way!
“She details Mme. Chiang’s final years at 10 Gracie Square, an elegant apartment building on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. There she kept three dogs (two bichons and a Yorkshire terrier) and employed 24 servants. There were reports that neighbors complained about the cooking odors and cockroaches in her 18-room apartment, and that Mme. Chiang kept a closet filled with gold bars.”
Having spent so much time in Taiwan, I have a real loathing for Madame Chiang and her equally repugnant dictator of a husband. Also, she had the terrible taste to die on my birthday in 2003, and I could do nothing about it, except sit in my cubicle and proofread code to distract myself.
Woodcut by Frans Masereel (1889-1972) (via www.forumbookart.net)
Modern Love XIV
What soul would bargain for a cure that brings
Contempt the nobler agony to kill?
Rather let me bear on the bitter ill,
And strike this rusty bosom with new stings!
It seems there is another veering fit
Since on a gold-haired lady’s eyeballs pure,
I looked with little prospect of a cure,
The while her mouth’s red bow loosed shafts of wit.
Just heaven! can it be true that jealousy
Has decked the woman thus? and does her head
Swim somewhat for possessions forfeited?
Madam, you teach me many things that be.
I open an old book, and there I find
That “Women still may love whom they deceive.”
Such love I prize not, madam: by your leave,
The game you play at is not to my mind.
—George Meredith (1828-1909)
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