Showing posts with label 1959. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1959. Show all posts

Thursday, December 18, 2025

Daily Painting

André Masson
ERRANCE I (1959)

Wednesday, October 22, 2025

Daily Painting

Sandra Blow
SPACE AND MATTER (1959)

Friday, October 10, 2025

Playing

Mississippi Fred McDowell
THE FIRST RECORDINGS

Sunday, September 21, 2025

Daily Painting
[Woodblock Print Edition]

Tamami Shima
GAME FOWL (1959)

Monday, September 1, 2025

Playing

Louis Armstrong and Oscar Peterson
LOUIS ARMSTRONG MEETS OSCAR PETERSON

Friday, August 22, 2025

Playing

Sun Ra and His Arkestra
JAZZ IN SILHOUETTE

Monday, August 18, 2025

Daily Painting

Nathan Oliveira
STANDING MAN WITH STICK (1959)

Saturday, August 2, 2025

Daily Painting

David Park
ETHIOPIA (1959)

Wednesday, July 2, 2025

Playing

Chet Baker
CHET BAKER IN MILAN

Wednesday, May 28, 2025

Daily Painting

Ronald Bladen
UNTITLED NUMBER 3 (c. 1956-59)

Friday, May 23, 2025

Daily Painting

Jean Dubuffet
COMBAT BEARD (1959)

Sunday, May 18, 2025

Daily Painting

John D. Graham
UNTITLED (SELF-PORTRAIT)
1959

Monday, April 28, 2025

Playing

Thelonious Monk
THELONIOUS ALONE IN SAN FRANCISCO

Wednesday, April 2, 2025

Daily Painting

Robert Motherwell
AN UNGAINLY FIGURE (1959)

Thursday, March 27, 2025


JEAN-PAUL SARTRE
Existentialism and Human Emotions


Our responsibility is much greater than we might have supposed, because it involves all mankind.

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JEAN-PAUL SARTRE
Les Séquestrés d'Altona

I hate victims who respect their executioners.


Tuesday, March 25, 2025


THOMAS MERTON
The Secular Journal of Thomas Merton

There is a logic of language and a logic of mathematics. The former is supple and lifelike, it follows our experience. The latter is abstract and rigid, more ideal.

The latter is perfectly necessary, perfectly reliable: the former is only sometimes reliable and hardly ever systematic. But the logic of mathematics achieves necessity at the expense of living truth, it is less real than the other, although more certain. It achieves certainty by a flight from the concrete into abstraction.

Doubtless, to an idealist, this would seem to be a more perfect reality. I am not an idealist. The logic of the poet — that is, the logic of language or the experience itself — develops the way a living organism grows: it spreads out towards what it loves, and is heliotropic, like a plant.

November 2, 1939


Thursday, January 23, 2025


EUGÈNE IONESCO
Rhinoceros

There are more dead people than living, and their numbers are increasing.

The living are getting rarer.



Friday, December 20, 2024

Daily Painting

Robert Rauschenberg
CANTO XIV/ CIRCLE SEVEN, ROUND 3, THE VIOLENT AGAINST GOD, NATURE, AND ART (1959-60)
From the series Thirty-Four Illustrations for Dante's Inferno

Tuesday, October 29, 2024


WALTER M. WILLER
A Canticle for Leibowitz

The world weighed heavily upon him. What did the world weigh? It weighs, but is not weighed. Sometimes its scales are crooked. It weighs life and labor in the balance against silver and gold. That’ll never balance. But fast and ruthless, it keeps on weighing. It spills a lot of life that way, and sometimes a little gold.



Monday, October 28, 2024


WALTER M. MILLER
A Canticle for Leibowitz

Simpletons! Yes, yes! I'm a simpleton! Are you a simpleton? We'll build a town and we'll name it Simple Town, because by then all the smart bastards that caused all this, they'll be dead! Simpletons! Let's go! This ought to show 'em! Anybody here not a simpleton? Get the bastard, if there is!