FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE

To accuse another is already to convict oneself - of the same, of a similar, or even of some worse thing.

Daily Painting

Josef Herman
REFUGEES (1941) 

Watching

THE THING BEHIND THE DOOR
Fabrice Blin
France, 2020

Playing

Ralph Vaughan Williams
THE LARK ASCENDING
[Original Version for Violin and Piano]

Jennifer Pike
Martin Roscoe

DAVID LYNCH
Room To Dream

People think anger is an edge, but anger is a weakness that poisons you and the environment around you.

Daily Painting
[Woodblock Print Edition]

Marc Chagall
THE REFUGEES (1914)

Watching

THE OUTCASTS
Robert Wynne-Simmons
Ireland, 1982

Playing

Yves Tumor
PRAISE A LORD WHO CHEWS BUT WHICH DOES NOT SWALLO (OR SIMPLY, HOT BETWEEN WORLDS)

ILYA KAMINSKY
"We Lived Happily During the War"

And when they bombed other people's houses, we

protested
but not enough, we opposed them but not

enough. I was
in my bed, around my bed America

was falling: invisible house by invisible house by invisible house.

I took a chair outside and watched the sun.

In the sixth month
of a disastrous reign in the house of money

in the street of money in the city of money in the country of money, our great country of money, we (forgive us)

lived happily during the war.

Daily Painting

Egon Schiele
WINDOWS (FAÇADES OF A HOUSE) (1914)

Playing

The Lumineers
AUTOMATIC

JACK GILBERT
"Rain"

Suddenly this defeat.
This rain.
The blues gone gray and yellow a terrible amber.
In the cold streets your warm body.
In whatever room your warm body.
Among all the people your absence.
The people who are always not you.
I have been easy with trees too long.
Too familiar with mountains.
Joy has been a habit.
Now suddenly this rain.

Daily Painting

John Lurie
THE SPIRITS ARE TRYING TO TELL ME SOMETHINGS BUT IT IS REALLY FUCKING VAGUE (2023)

Playing

Skrillex
QUEST FOR FIRE

Watching

STARVE ACRE
Daniel Kokotajlo
UK, 2023)

Reading

THE PENGUIN BOOK OF FIRST WORLD WAR POETRY
Edited with an introduction by George Walter

CHARLES HAMILTON SORLEY
"Such, Such is Death"

Such, such is Death: no triumph: no defeat:
Only an empty pail, a slate rubbed clean,
A merciful putting away of what has been.

And this we know: Death is not Life, effete,
Life crushed, the broken pail. We who have seen
So marvellous things know well the end not yet.

Victor and vanquished are a-one in death:
Coward and brave: friend, foe. Ghosts do not say,
“Come, what was your record when you drew breath?”
But a big blot has hid each yesterday
So poor, so manifestly incomplete.
And your bright Promise, withered long and sped,
Is touched, stirs, rises, opens and grows sweet
And blossoms and is you, when you are dead.

Daily Painting

Cy Twombly
WILDER SHORES OF LOVE (1985)

Watching

JUG FACE
Chad Crawford Kinkle
USA, 2013

Playing

John Zorn
THE NINTH CIRCLE
ORPHEUS IN THE UNDERWORLD

CHARLES HAMILTON SORLEY
"When You See Millions of the Mouthless Dead"

When you see millions of the mouthless dead
Across your dreams in pale battalions go,
Say not soft things as other men have said,
That you'll remember. For you need not so.
Give them not praise. For, deaf, how should they know
It is not curses heaped on each gashed head?
Nor tears. Their blind eyes see not your tears flow.
Nor honour. It is easy to be dead.
Say only this, “They are dead.” Then add thereto,
“Yet many a better one has died before.”
Then, scanning all the o'ercrowded mass, should you
Perceive one face that you loved heretofore,
It is a spook. None wears the face you knew.
Great death has made all his for evermore.

Daily Painting

Corneille
VIS (1950)

Watching

THE GORGON
Terence Fisher
UK, 1964

Playing

CLUB MOD on allclassical.org

Hosted by Andrea Murray

Playing

Pulp
MORE

CHARLES HAMILTON SORLEY
"Expectans Expectavi"

From morn to midnight, all day through,
I laugh and play as others do,
I sin and chatter, just the same
As others with a different name.

And all year long upon the stage
I dance and tumble and do rage
So vehemently, I scarcely see
The inner and eternal me.

I have a temple I do not
Visit, a heart I have forgot,
A self that I have never met,
A secret shrine—and yet, and yet

This sanctuary of my soul
Unwitting I keep white and whole,
Unlatched and lit, if Thou should'st care
To enter or to tarry there.

With parted lips and outstretched hands
And listening ears Thy servant stands,
Call Thou early, call Thou late,
To Thy great service dedicate.

Daily Painting

Michael O'Toole
ROAD TO CHARLEVOIX (2014)

Watching

LOKIS: A MANUSCRIPT OF PROFESSOR WITTEMBACH
[LOKIS: REKOPIS PROFESORA WITTEMBACHA]
Janusz Majewski
Poland, 1970

Playing

Mississippi Fred McDowell
THE FIRST RECORDINGS

KNUT HAMSUN

An increasing number of people who lead mental lives of great intensity, people who are sensitive by nature, notice the steadily more frequent appearance in them of mental states of great strangeness … a wordless and irrational feeling of ecstasy; or a breath of psychic pain; a sense of being spoken to from afar, from the sky or the sea; an agonizingly developed sense of hearing which can cause one to wince at the murmuring of unseen atoms; an irrational staring into the heart of some closed kingdom suddenly and briefly revealed.

 

Daily Painting

John Bauer
WANT TO BE A SHEPHERD? (1910)

Watching

I LIKE BATS
[LUBIĘ NIETOPERZE]
Grzegorz Warchol
Poland, 1985

Playing

Jordi Savall and Hesperion XXI
BAL-KAN / HONEY AND BLOOD
Cycles of Life

ROBERT O. PAXTON
The Anatomy of Fascism

Mason’s fourth form of “containment”—integrative devices—was a specialty of fascist regimes. Fascists were past masters at manipulating group dynamics: the youth group, the leisure-time association, party rallies. Peer pressure was particularly powerful in small groups. There the patriotic majority shamed or intimidated nonconformists into at least keeping their mouths shut. Sebastian Haffner recalled how his group of apprentice magistrates was sent in summer 1933 on a retreat, where these highly educated young men, mostly non-Nazis, were bonded into a group by marching, singing, uniforms, and drill. To resist seemed pointless, certain to lead nowhere but to prison and an end to the dreamed-of career. Finally, with astonishment, he observed himself raising his arm, fitted with a swastika armband, in the Nazi salute.

Daily Painting

Walter Moras
AUTUMNAL FOREST (1910)

Christine in 2024
Praise Jesus for Donald Trump!

Christine in 2025
Donald Trump was only supposed to hurt other people, not ME.

 

Playing

Víkingur Ólafsson
JOHANN SEBASTIAN BACH

PATRICIA ROBERTS-MILLER
Demagoguery and Democracy

Structurally, democracies succeed when there is a strong middle class, the police and the military are separate and under civilian control, due process is perceived as a 'fairness' test that applies across groups, government has to respect some kind of 'private' space into which it will not intrude UNLESS the public good is at stake, and people get mad if political figures - whether their own chosen representatives or THOSE people's representatives - appear to be untruthful or unfair. If people decide to see things as a zero-sum game - the more THEY succeed, the more WE lose, and we should rage about any call made against US, and cheer any call made against THEM - then democracy loses.

Daily Painting

Akseli Gallen-Kallela
ASPENS IN AUTUMN (1915)

Watching

DRAUG
Karin Engman and Klas Persson
Sweden, 2018

Playing

Víkingur Ólafsson
PHILIP GLASS - PIANO WORKS

PATRICIA ROBERTS-MILLER
Demagoguery and Democracy

Demagoguery is powerfully reduced when it stops getting people elected, and that usually happens because of in-group policing. Similarly, when it isn't profitable for a media outlet to engage in demagoguery, it won't, and that happens when its target market declines to put up with it. Individual demagogues are best stopped by in-group condemnation, and particular strains of demagoguery are generally ended by public shaming.

Demagoguery is about identity. It says that complicated policy issues can be reduced to a binary of us (good) versus them (bad). It says that good people recognize there is a bad situation, and bad people don’t; therefore, to determine what policy agenda is the best, it says we should think entirely in terms of who is like us and who isn’t.

Daily Painting

Franz Sedlacek
GHOSTS ON A TREE (1933)

Watching

PAGE OF MADNESS
[狂った一頁]
Teinosuke Kinugasa
Japan, 1926

Playing

070 Shake
YOU CAN'T KILL ME

JOHN GODFREY
"On the Elements"

Who cares if something simple happens in a complicated
manner? I could fall off a rock and only shake myself
up. There might be some very delicate maneuvers
involved in that fall to a generous spread of dirt and
maybe a flourishing bog. But only emotions are brought

to the page. The sun goes on falling, leaving a countryside
to be illuminated in some other fashion, every single
moment. It rains in fascinating concentrations all over
the face of the earth. We say good night to the sun
and get out umbrellas and galoshes in such unearthly innocence.

One of these mornings we’ll get up and the weather will
be much different and much worse. We will be momentarily

annoyed. We will not for one moment be alarmed. We
understand how the universe works because we think it’s complicated.

Daily Painting

Antti Jantunen
AUTUMN BIRCHES (1977)

Watching

RAZZENNEST
Johannes Grenzfurthner
Austria, 2022

Watching

MASKING THRESHOLD
Johannes Grenzfurthner
Austria, 2021

Playing

Warsaw Village Band
NORD

LUCILLE CLIFTON
"poem to my yellow coat"

today i mourn my coat.
my old potato.
my yellow mother.
my horse with buttons.
my rind.
today she split her skin
like a snake,
refusing to excuse my back
for being big
for being old
for reaching toward other
cuffs and sleeves.
she cracked like a whip and
fell apart,
my terrible teacher to the end;
to hell with the arms you want
she hissed,
be glad when you’re cold
for the arms you have.

Daily Painting

Paul Klee
PORTRAIT O. T. (1931)

Watching

THE SNOW WOMAN
[怪談雪女郎]
Tokuzō Tanaka
Japan, 1968

Playing

CLUB MOD on allclassical.org

Hosted by Andrea Murray

Somewhere in America, a young Hispanic girl is hiding in an attic writing a diary.

All over America, people of all ages are looking for a young Hispanic girl hiding in an attic hoping to collect the bounty.