Saturday, December 6, 2014
You sit on a throne of lies!
— Buddy, Elf
Friday, December 5, 2014
This is our favorite play date.
— Lily
Thursday, December 4, 2014
I see only the overwhelming indifference of nature.
— Werner Herzog, Grizzly Man
Wednesday, December 3, 2014
Can she kick it? I don’t want her to hurt herself.
— Public Safety on Lily stuck in Firestone elevator
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
Google’s not screwing around, when they’re mapping, they’re mapping.
— Lucia
Monday, December 1, 2014
We happen to be in one of the ones we can be in.
— Michael Gordin
Sunday, November 30, 2014
Lady, running down to the riptide.
— Vance Joy, “Riptide”
Saturday, November 29, 2014
What I’m grandly and abstractly calling “works of art” are more concretely and prosaically books, songs, movies, plays, television series, environmental installations, paintings, operas and anything else that falls into the bin of consumer goods marked “Culture.” These goods are bought and sold, whether as physical objects, ephemeral real-time experiences or digital artifacts. Their making requires labor, capital and a market for distribution. The money might come from foundations, Kickstarter campaigns or retail sales or advertising revenue. The commerce between artist and public is brokered by the traditional culture industry (publishing houses, television networks, record labels and movie studios) and also by disruptive upstarts like Amazon, Netflix, Google and iTunes. But the whole system, from top to bottom, from the Metropolitan Opera House to the busker in the subway station below it, is inescapably part of the capitalist economy.
— A. O. Scott, “Is Our Art Equal to the Challenges of Our Times?,” The New York Times
Friday, November 28, 2014
Hanging out with highschool friends at Midwestern prices: priceless.
— TKP
Thursday, November 27, 2014
It’s a lie. Everybody’s dependent on somebody. Nobody gave birth to themselves. Everybody gets a language from somewhere else. And so the notion of self-made men, from Henry Clay and Abraham Lincoln-even Frederick Douglass went around the country giving lectures on being self-made. It’s an American lie that anybody’s self-made.
— Cornel West, TIME
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Commercial use of drones is also largely prohibited in the United States, largely because of the perceived risks of unleashing swarms of them into the skies.
— Nick Wingfield, “Now, Anyone Can Buy a Drone. Heaven Help Us.,” The New York Times
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
You only need to theorize the thing that you’re talking about.
— Lucia
Monday, November 24, 2014
When Noel Coward, whom Paepcke had met casually in the twenties, jocularly inquired of him in the year CCA’s corporate image took form, “What is a container and what does it contain?” Paepcke might have replied, “It is a box designed to be seen. It might contain nothing at all.”
— James Sloan Allen, The Romance of Commerce and Culture
Sunday, November 23, 2014
Here is the irony of the twentieth-century relationship between commerce and culture. By so successfully allying their cultural aspirations with commercial techniques, artists and intellectuals helped unify modern culture, but at the risk of turning art and ideas into commodities, things so readily and casually consumed that they must lose much of their power to criticize life and to change it.
— James Sloan Allen, The Romance of Commerce and Culture
Saturday, November 22, 2014
Pushup!
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Friday, November 21, 2014
You go Glenn Coco!
— Damian, Mean Girls
Thursday, November 20, 2014
Hasn’t stopped you looking.
— Cutter, The Prestige
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
4.1 Objects absorb only. They never tell (at least intentionally). They are the most faultless of all things.
— Caresse, “The Voyeurism of Objects”
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Nothing happened, it’s just architects talking.
— Lucia
Monday, November 17, 2014
A mix of compassion and preemptive stabilization.
— Justin