Tuesday, January 25, 2022

Hot Springs

 


swimming in winter

drowning in february grey

we dip our heads under rising steam

cheeks blush, fingers wrinkle

clouds borne from lips kiss wandering phantoms

we gather snow, burning hands red

clutch it close to our chests

squealing as we fall back to warmth

a frozen ache held tight

    like a secret

    like a crush

    like a pocket of personal ecstasy

an afterimage of desire

keenly cold where there should be fire

a fleeting moment dissolves

into tepid memories of gooseflesh

Saturday, January 22, 2022

The Secret Lives of Color

 

The Secret Lives of ColorThe Secret Lives of Color by Kassia St. Clair
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This tipped to 5 stars for me because I have always been a little obsessed with the names of colors. When I was young, and I got a 64-count box of crayons, I could hardly use them, choosing instead to pull them out, read their names, and then put them back so the tips would stay sharp. Because I tend to anthropomorphize everything, Carnation Blue tended to be fat, in a kitchen baking (possibly because of Carnation milk?), while Burnt Umber had a mustache and an attache case. I felt badly for the underused colors, and so would pick a color at random to use, so that Violet ( a mad purple little girl ) would be used just as much as Salmon (which was an old lady who smelled of powder and wore lots of make up and a hat). So, this book is full of interesting tidbits about colors, how they are made, what they are used in, what fashions they inspired, who wore them, or painted with them, or decorated with them. Each color is only a page so it doesn't get bogged down in minutiae, just titillates your curiosity.

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So, in a way, the color we perceive an object to be is precisely the color it isn’t: that is, the segment of the spectrum that is being reflected away.

it is the cones that are most responsive to color.

Pure white sunlight was considered a gift from God; it was unthinkable that it could be broken down or, worse still, created by mixing colored lights together.

Disegno represented purity and intellect; colore, the vulgar and effeminate.

the first was that color categories were innate; the second was that if we didn’t possess a word for a color, it affected our perception of it.

We also know that not having a separate word for something does not mean we can’t distinguish it. The Greeks, of course, could see colors perfectly; perhaps they just found them less interesting than we do.

White

white has an otherness to it.

anything you add to that pigment will only take it in one direction: toward black.

Artists were so generous with their use of lead white that, today, when paintings are X-rayed, its dense outline can form a kind of skeleton within a painting, allowing technicians to see alterations and later additions.

poisonous makeup

undermining the Shogun regime,

Lewis Chessmen,

models for the wizards’ chess set in the first Harry Potter film.

over half of China’s current supply of ivory may have come from woolly mammoth tusks.

Diego Huallpa built a fire to keep the chill of the alpine night at bay. As the fire burned, the ground beneath it began to ooze liquid silver, like blood from a wound.

In Scottish folklore a silver branch, covered with white blossoms or bearing silver apples, could act as a kind of passport into the fairy otherworld.

The metal was also thought to be able to detect poisons, changing color if it came into contact with one. This belief became so widespread that silver tableware became fashionable and then the standard.

silver’s link with the night.

Silver also waxes and wanes in alternate cycles of polishing and tarnishing.

Argentina’s name is derived from the Latin argentum, meaning silvery.)

Whitewash is the cheapest of paints,

Its disinfectant qualities mean that it has always been popular with dairy farmers,

1601 Isabella’s husband, Archduke Albert VII of Austria, began the siege of Ostend. Isabella, believing the siege would be short-lived, vowed she would not change or wash her underwear until he won Isabelline is the color the queen’s linens had become when the siege finally ended three years later.

White Horse, for example, is one of the stylized chalk figures created in Europe during the Late Bronze Age. It still prances high on a hillside on the edge of the Berkshire Downs in southern England.

painstakingly constructed by cutting shallow trenches and filling them with chalk.

“beige." The word [beige] was loaned in the mid-nineteenth century from French, where it referred to a kind of cloth made from undyed sheep’s wool.

“that somehow beige is interpreted as a neutral—an ambiguous color that everyone will like.” 4 In fact the situation is even worse than that: the hope is not that everyone will like it, but that it won’t offend anyone. It could be the concept-color of the bourgeoisie: conventional, sanctimonious, and materialistic.

evolved from being sheep-colored to being the color adopted by the sheeplike.

Yellow

Chrome yellow Beresof gold mine in deepest Siberia.

new element. 4 It was a metal, which he named chrome or chromium,

Research carried out on Van Gogh’s paintings in Amsterdam over the past few years has shown that some of the chrome yellow in the flowers’ petals has darkened significantly, due to the reaction of chrome yellow with other pigments in sunlight. 6 Van Gogh’s sunflowers, it seems, are wilting, just as their real-life counterparts did.

Gamboge is the solidified sap of Garcinia trees, and comes principally from Cambodia—

It takes over a year for the bamboo to fill up and the sap to harden. When some unprocessed resinous clots were broken open during the rule of the Khmer Rouge, it was discovered that they contained stray bullets, trapped like ancient insects in amber.

“an excellent and powerful purgative.” Just a small amount could produce “profuse watery discharges”; larger doses could be fatal. 9

Brownian motion, 10 an idea Einstein posited three years earlier. Using tiny puddles of gamboge solution, just 0.005 in. deep, Perrin showed that, even days after being left untouched, the little yellow particles still jiggled around as if they were alive.

orpiment is actually a naturally occurring mineral;

used in ancient Egyptian art.

Eberhard Rumphius recalled seeing a woman who had taken too much in Batavia (now Jakarta), in 1660, in his book The Ambonese Curiosity Cabinet. She had become mad, “and climbed up the walls like a cat.”

In China even regular yellow had been special for over a thousand years.

Each color corresponded with a season, direction, element, planet, and animal. Yellow was allied with the element of earth—an ancient Chinese saying is “The sky is blackish blue and the earth is yellow”—the center, Saturn, late or long summer, and the dragon.

“Common people and officials,” it read, “are forbidden to wear clothes or accessories in reddish yellow.”

Like its sister metals iron, copper, and silver, gold has a structure that contains mobile electrons that strongly reflect light.

Objects, when rendered in flat gold leaf, do not look real; the light falls across them evenly rather than glinting white off the highlights and falling blackly into the shadowed areas as it would do naturally.

Orange

orange referred to first, the color or the fruit, fruit was probably first cultivated in China,

“Orange is like a man, convinced of his own powers.”

in Ireland, where Protestants are known as Orangemen. 6

In part this is because orange wasn’t seen as a separate color in its own right until relatively recently

Take the humble carrot, for example. Originally a tough and rather bitter tuber from South America, prior to the seventeenth century it was usually purple or yellow. Over the next 100 years, however, Dutch famers selectively bred carrots to produce orange varieties.

the Amber Room,

intricately carved panels and mosaics made of glowing honeyed amber, studded with semiprecious stones and backed by gold leaf.

Phaeton’s sisters, the Heliades, whose grief over the death of their brother is so fierce that they are turned into poplar trees, their cascading tears transfigured into droplets of golden amber. 6

Angélica Dass.

2,500 portraits of different people from around the world.

Each is dyed to match the subject’s complexion (a sample is taken from the face), and the matching alphanumeric Pantone code is printed at the bottom. Angélica is a Pantone 7522 C.

Pink

“Pink & Blue Project,” which began in 2005, the Korean photographer JeongMee Yoon captures images of children surrounded by their possessions. All the little girls sit marooned in identical pink seas.

late 1979 a professor announced that he had found a way of making people less aggressive, the nation pricked up its ears. The secret, Alexander G. Schauss announced in the pages of Orthomolecular Psychiatry, was a sickly shade of bright pink.

amaranth has long been revered. Its name is homonymic, referring to the plant and also meaning “everlasting.” Garlands of amaranth were used to honor heroes like Achilles because they hinted, with their long-lasting blooms, at immortality.

popped amaranth, mixed with honey, is still used to make a sweet called alegria (“ happiness”) in Mexico. 7

Red

Ancient Egyptians wrapped mummies in linens dyed with hematite [here]; Osiris, god of the afterlife and underworld, was also known as the “lord of the red cloth.”

kermes dye was made from the bodies of insects so small that they were often mistaken for seeds or grains.

vermilion (mercury sulfide) comes from the mineral cinnabar.

red is associated with life—celebration, sex, joy—danger, and death.

The belief was that elephants had cooling blood and dragons, during the dry season,

craved something cool to slake their thirst. The dragons would hide in trees, waiting to ambush any elephants that might wander underneath, and then pounce. Sometimes they killed the elephants outright and drank their blood, but sometimes the elephant would crush the dragon and they would die together, their two bloods mixing to form a red resinous substance called dragon’s blood. 3

Purple

While the local Mixtec people, who had been using the caracol for centuries, milked the snails of their purple, leaving them alive, Purpura Imperial’s method was rather more fatal for the snails, and the population went into freefall. After years of lobbying the contract was revoked.

Were one to crack open the shell of one of these spiky, carnivorous gastropods, one would see a pale hypobranchial gland or “bloom” transecting its body. If this were squeezed, a single drop of clear liquid, smelling of garlic, would be released. Within moments, the sunlight would turn the liquid first pale yellow, then sea green, then blue, and finally a dark purple-red.

heliotrope often signified devotion, which is partly why it was one of the few colors women were allowed to wear after the death of a loved one.

Blue

It is also used to treat people with thallium and radioactive cesium poisoning, as it prevents the body from absorbing them. The only side effect is alarmingly blue feces. 7

William, a small ceramic statuette of a hippopotamus, can now be found in the Metropolitan Museum of Art,

Hippos were dangerous creatures, both in real life and in mythology, where they might upset your journey to the underworld. Figurines like this had their legs broken (William’s have subsequently been repaired) and were placed in tombs as talismans to protect their occupants on their onward journeys.

St. Elmo’s fire, for example, which dances on ships’ masts and across the windows in airplanes during storms, is bright blue, sometimes tinted with violet [here]. The effect is caused by the air becoming ionized: nitrogen and oxygen molecules become violently excited, releasing photons visible to the naked eye.

Many Hindu gods, including Krishna, Shiva, and Rama, are depicted with skin the color of the sky, symbolizing their affinity with the infinite.

Green

In the latter half of the nineteenth century whole districts of Paris were said to smell faintly herbal between 5 and 6 p.m., a time that became known as l’heure verte (“ the green hour”).

“Absinthomania” was increasingly seen as a medical complaint quite distinct from mere alcoholism. People were reporting hallucinations and permanent insanity.

The real problem with absinthe is that it is very alcoholic, varying between 55 and 75 percent, and in the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries Europe was experiencing widespread social upheaval of the kind that led many to become alcoholics.

Prior to this, during the Middle Ages, when each deadly sin had a corresponding color, green had been twinned with avarice and yellow with envy.

Napoleon’s body was exhumed in 1840 it was found to be curiously well preserved, a symptom of arsenic poisoning. A sample of his hair, tested in the twentieth century, was also found to contain abnormally high levels of the poison. Once it was discovered in the 1980s that the walls of his damp little room in St. Helena were papered with a verdant design containing Scheele’s green, the rumor spread that the British had poisoned their difficult prisoner.

In order to finally settle the question of Napoleon’s death, they tested other samples of hair from different stages of his life, and found that the levels of arsenic had remained relatively stable. They were, yes, very high by today’s standards, but not at all unusual for his.

Brown

For medieval artists, who disliked mixing on principle and saw the glory of God reflected in the use of pure precious materials like ultramarine [here] and gold [here], brown was inherently corrupt.

word russet used to denote a type of cloth rather than a color.

russet cloth was for the poor.

sepia (the ink of the cuttlefish)

Black

the black line is art’s foundation stone.

Qadi Ahmad, was under little doubt of ink’s numinous power. “The ink of the scholar,” he wrote, “is more holy than the blood of the martyr.” 10

black kind of jet is anything but insubstantial. Also known as lignite, it is a kind of coal formed over millennia from highly pressurized wood; when fine enough, it is so hard it can be carved and polished to an almost glasslike sheen.

Odin’s ravens were particularly esteemed. Named Huginn (thought) and Muninn (memory), they traveled the world on his behalf, gathering information for him and making him all but omniscient.

“Pitch” is an appropriate epithet: just as the resinous wood-tar residue might stick to a careless hand, darkness can seem to cling and weigh us down.

Nyx, the ancient Greek goddess of night, is the daughter of Chaos; her own children include sleep, but also, more ominously, anguish, discord, and death.

Latin word for the darkest matte black is ater (there is another word, niger, reserved for the glossy, benign variety of black), which led to Latin words for ugly, sad, and dirty, and is also the etymological root for the English word atrocious. 5


Women Talking

Women TalkingWomen Talking by Miriam Toews
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is a thinking book, not an action book, but the questions it provokes are deep and not easily answered. A group of women meet to try to figure out whether to stay in a community that can't/won't protect them and their children or leave into a world they know nothing about and possibly put their salvation in jeopardy. How do you respond to violence without being violent yourself? What is an acceptable sacrifice--your faith for your children, your purity for your faith, obedience for subjugation? Who do you save, and by leaving do you put others in harms way? The questions go on, and sometimes they seem to wrap around themselves to end up where they started. And in the end, we don't really know how it all turns out, so the questions continue and you find yourself contemplating the questions long after the final paragraph.

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how we are required to share the sun with other parts of the world

Trembling Aspen, the tree with leaves that tremble, the tree that is sometimes called Women's Tongue because it's leaves are in constant motion

She one explained to me that, as a Molostschnan, she had everything she wanted; all she had to was convince herself that she wanted very little.

If we don't know that we are imprisoned then we are free?

Monday, January 17, 2022

The President and the Freedom Fighter


The President and the Freedom Fighter: Abraham Lincoln, Frederick Douglass, and Their Battle to Save America's SoulThe President and the Freedom Fighter: Abraham Lincoln, Frederick Douglass, and Their Battle to Save America's Soul by Brian Kilmeade
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This book definitely fills in some holes that my high school history textbook glossed over. I had no idea Lincoln was so political, that while he didn't believe in slavery personally, he still didn't think of Blacks as equals (or friends until much later). And while I had heard about Fredrick Douglass I didn't know many details of his personal life, or that Black troops played such an important role in the Civil War, and that Douglass was a pivotal person in their formation and recruitment. Well-written and eye-opening.

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Normal People

 

Normal PeopleNormal People by Sally Rooney
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

There's no denying that Rooney is a good writer. She has a nimble way of toggling between descriptions and interior dialogue. She also has a good grasp of the otherness we can feel within ourselves as we try to figure out who we really are. Both characters experience being "out" with the prevailing crowd, and being "in" with others. Rooney explores that dichotomy and each character's reaction with that. Marianne and Connell are each other's anchors, sometimes grounding each other, sometimes causing the other to sink. Unfortunately, perhaps unavoidably, sex gets mixed in with it all. While I felt I could see Connell's character arc, I felt like some integral part of Marianne's growth got glossed over. (view spoiler)


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suggests to Connell that the same imagination he uses as a reader is necessary to understand real people also, and to be intimate with them.

everyone knew who he was already, and there was never any need to introduce himself or create impressions about his personality. If anything, his personality seemed like something external to himself, managed by the opinions of others, rather than anything he individually did or produced. Now he has a sense of invisibility, nothingness, with no reputation to recommend him to anyone.

Their feelings were suppressed so carefully in everyday life, forced into smaller and smaller spaces, until seemingly minor events took on insane and frightening significance.

Not for the first time Marianne thinks cruelty does not only hurt the victim, but the perpetrator also, and maybe more deeply and more permanently. You learn nothing very profound about yourself simply by being bullied; but by bullying someone else you learn something you can never forget.


Wednesday, January 12, 2022

One Day

 

One Day: The Extraordinary Story of an Ordinary 24 Hours in AmericaOne Day: The Extraordinary Story of an Ordinary 24 Hours in America by Gene Weingarten
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This was a the equivalent of a journalism triple crown. It was entertaining--each chapter dealt with a different story but they were all intriguing and thought provoking in their own way. Weingarten is talented at making even day to day drama engaging. It was also journalism at its best. How he found out the things that happened on that day to start with must have been challenging in some instances, and then he dug into each story to talk about its pertinence and its breadth, so the reader is filled in on not just the story but the background and place in culture, politics, etc.(There are a few times when he may have overshot a bit and tried to make a story more than it was). And then for the coup de grace, Weingarten illustrates through all these stories, that each day is a building block. It could be the start of something, the end of something, or a turning point along the way, but we won't know until its in the past. "The past is beautiful because one never realizes an emotion at the time. It expands later, & thus we don't have complete emotions about the present, only about the past"--Virginia Woolf


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The God of Journalism is just. He rewards effort. Time and again in my life He comes through for me, but only after I decide to conduct that last interview, the one I don’t really think I need, or badger someone more than I’m entirely comfortable with, or stay at a scene longer than I’d planned, just to see what happens.

Such wounds—insults in the curiously mannered lexicon of medicine—

The celebration was somewhat disproportionate to the accomplishment; the operation was technically not all that difficult, except in the degree of nerve it took to attempt it.

Craig Peyer had betrayed his badge, and it then betrayed him.

“The government issued you things, they gave you a place to live, they gave you whatever they felt you needed. You became entitled, dependent, compliant, and complacent. You were kind of on perpetual welfare—your basics are taken care of, but you are not well off. You learned to accept that. You remained a child. When my parents arrived here in 1979, my father was forty and my mother was thirty, and they didn’t know to put money in the bank, they didn’t know what real estate was. The adjustment was apocalyptic. It gave them a feeling of cultural incompetence.”

Each moment becomes once again just another in a series of unremarkable moments, instead of a soul-searing blast of the inexpressible wonder of being.


Monday, January 3, 2022

Death of a Rainmaker

 

Death of a Rainmaker: A Dust Bowl MysteryDeath of a Rainmaker: A Dust Bowl Mystery by Laurie Loewenstein
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Great title. Fun read. It's not that shocking, or twisty, as a detective story. It's pretty straight-forward and the characters are all a little stock-board, with a twinge of sentimentality. Where it shines is the setting and details of the dust-bowl and Depression-era Oklahoma. I haven't read very many books in this setting and reading about the dust storms, the veterans issues from WWI, the Civilian Conservation Corp, even how the movie houses ran, were all interesting. Read it as a historical novel with a detective story thrown in.

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There is no man more hopeful than a farmer.

Hazel had fed her family three times a day on that china, had memorized every petal on every flower as she washed, dried, and stacked.  And now they were nothing more than secondhand plates to some stranger, wiped clean of meaning. 

The Yellow House

The Yellow HouseThe Yellow House by Sarah M. Broom
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

An interesting premise of a memoir: the history of the house you grew up in. So many things I enjoyed from this perspective: Broom's rumination on how the physical place you grew up in affects who you are; her frank observations of how where she was from affected how people treated her and her family; the stories of her family and how they survived Katrina; the effect not actually having a home has on some of her family after it is demolished after the hurricane. Other things were harder to navigate: there are a lot of children, and unfortunately only a few become memorable (like Carl) so when she mentions other names I am completely lost on who they were; great pictures of her parents but almost none of her as she grows up (which again may have helped with keeping track of who everyone was); a little more editing would have kept the story a little tighter and made the points more easily accessible.

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In Burundi, I was l'etranger , without language; I was without the sound of my voice.

Calling places by what they originally were, especially when the landscape is marred, is one way to fight erasure.

Pride

 

PridePride by Ibi Zoboi
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Pride takes Pride and Prejudice almost literally with a modern, Haitian-Dominican twist. Because it hews so closely to the original, the differences stick out and the genius is how it becomes a new relevant text. The issue becomes how class is dealt within the black community, especially among the Brooklyn neighborhood residents who are being pushed out by gentrification. But there is still plenty of teenage angst--college applications, block parties, and poetry slams to take in. The addition of Santerian traditions adds another layer of culture to this multi-ethnic update. For a remake of a classic, this one holds up.

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