Wycherley Gumbs he catalogued his vivid passions in a book entitled “A Man For All Seasons”. He later penned another volume, further depicting his life’s experiences, entitled “The Joys and Perils of Sailing: Freddie at Sea”. Freddie was one who lived a “full life” – from December...
imaginary percussion and fiddle sawing into a deep meditation on the transitive existence of form. The way the flute tones (or whatever they are) layer-up at the end of 'Old Thresh' put me in mind of Robert Dick's compositional gambits, before leading into a brief ...
One of the joys of YouTube is that you can be a fly on the wall for conversations you never would have been involved in otherwise. Here, George Will discusses authoritarianism and libertarianism with two guys from Reason magazine. This happened back in March, when Trump’s nomination seemed ...
Thanks to C.B. for nudging me to look at the devastating 1918 “Spanish Flu,” which sparked the paragraphs below: The present Covid-19 virus, as I wrote last week, comes primarily from a year-long Jupiter-Pluto conjunction, starting December 2019 and lasting to December ...
If not for the X100F, I wouldn’t have made Film Simulation Recipes, I wouldn’t have created the Fuji X Weekly App, and you wouldn’t know the joys of using these recipes. There are literally tens of thousands of photographers worldwide—from first-camera newbies to experienced ...
The Love Joys – Wherever Jah Send Me; Reggae Vibes (Wackies) ’81 Haile Selassie I – War; War Album (Culture Press) UN speech = Bob Marley War Set 8: Bob Marley & the Wailers – Jah Live; Songs of Freedom (Tuff Gong) ’75 Twinkle Brothers – Since I Threw the Comb Away; Count...
In Raschka’s wordless story, readers follow a dog’s (Daisy) emotional highs and lows as Daisy romps playfully with a red ball, before a fateful encounter with another dog. Doing a wordless book has its joys and challenges, Raschka says. “The ...
home. It's not very much the same as it was anymore. The horns are deafening, but after, the echoes let me see the way away. The light keeps coming, and it keeps going. Songs of surroundings, the silent, the heartbeats, the tears. We've all had them, and we'll never be rid ...
You are my light across the sea, my million nameless joys, and my day's wage. You are my divinity, my madness, my selfishness, my transfiguration and purification. You are my rapscallionly fellow vagabond, my tempter and star. I want you." - George Bernard Shaw Whenever I write about ...
the first Black athlete inducted into the U.S. Figure Skating Hall of Fame;Flap Your Handsby Steve Asbell, a debut #ActuallyAutistic book celebrating the joys and benefits of stimming (sensory stimulation); andStacey Abrams: Lift Every Voiceby Sarah Warren, illus. by Monica Mikai, a picture...