Cool. I was looking for just that kind of thing only the other day.
You don't think they're really reading those books, do you?
When were women granted the right to read?
So, is this the baseball thread?
Watching other people read, watching other people play baseball, it's about the same level of interesting.
Still, better than the economist thread.
8: I can't view that clip without signing in or logging in to verify that I am 18 years or older. This I am too lazy to do. Can you give me a plot summary or something?
Watching economists play baseball: sets the standard for stupefying dullness.
9: I couldn't begin to, no. "NSFW", "Russian" are both true, but minimally descriptive.
11: What about watching baseball players do economics?
Actually, IA, one of the commenters provides a summary:
Pickles...check. Furries...check. TV destruction...check. Flaming Ass...check. Squishing Window Ass...check.
But it's really a lot weirder than that.
What about watching baseball players do economics?
I anticipate some moderately interesting blog entries from Curt Schilling as he negotiates his next contract.
11: that was the whole point of Moneyball, no?
17 should be to 13, not 11, but yes, that was a pretty exciting book, somehow.
13: Actually, I'd pay money to watch Manny Ramirez chair a Fed meeting.
That second Vermeer (better image here) is my favorite painting ever.
(Sorry for returning to the boring 'chicks reading' topic.)
That's a great painting, Blume. <gayness>Stillness and emotional upheaval, all at once</fontana labs>
Go Sox!
It's always good to have a new gallery bookmarked for when it's time to "take care of business."
Do you notice the solid middle-American virtue, the warmth and communal spirit, the enthusiasm of the Indians fans? Really, everything that's best about America is in that ballpark. Quite a contrast to Fenway.
Praise on unfogged! That two-hour workshop last week on online visual resources with the art history dweeb wasn't all for naught!
I saw the painting about a year and a half ago (that museum in Dresden is INSANE). I kept returning to look at it just one more time. After a few times, the guard spoke to me, saying that several people a day would do the same thing, coming back again and again.
the guard spoke to me, saying that several people a day would do the same thing, coming back again and again
Huh.
The gay ones, probably. Or Kotsko trying, trying, trying to "take care of business."
I confess that I've never gotten into the fascination with Vermeer.
My friend had a similar experience at the Art Institute in Chicago, going back several times to look at a painting that reminded him of his mother. Some time later his mother mentioned her favorite painting, which was the one he'd been fascinated by.
He's the Edward Hopper of the 17th Century. Lonely people love him -- e.g., grad students, cat ladies, Ogged, etc.
I'm actually not a big Vermeer fan, but I think I can see what someone would like in the one Blume linked.
I hate on shallow, dweeby youth, others hate on Vermeer. Draw your own conclusions.
25 - Hey, Kotsko. m. leblanc and I were at the Wack feminist art show this weekend and there was a video of a bunch of women frolicking around in the woods and menstruating on each other. I thought of you.
I'm all about Vermeer. Hopper too. Well lit realism works for me.
Hmm. Going through the site Blume linked looking for the ones I've seen in person and remember*, maybe I don't not like Vermeer. The "Woman in Blue Reading a Letter," I also like.
*I think I've been to that Dresden museum, but I don't remember the Vermeer.
Do you notice the solid middle-American virtue, the warmth and communal spirit, the enthusiasm of the Indians fans?
Speaking of gay.
The mp3 files of Dutch pronunciation on the Vermeer site are a nice touch.
My friend had a similar experience at the Art Institute in Chicago, going back several times to look at a painting that reminded him of his mother. Some time later his mother mentioned her favorite painting, which was the one he'd been fascinated by.
And his mother's secretary's name was... Lincoln!
34 might be right on. This is my second favorite one. I develop attachments to paintings I can see regularly in person, though. This one is in a museum near the state library in Berlin, and on the free admission evening I sometimes go visit it on my way home.
I theorize that Blume's second-favorite Vermeer depicts the action of the song "The Little Glass of Wine".
I like Hopper, but I haven't seen much in person.
This little glass of wine, I'm gonna let it shine...
Boy, things are not going well for the Sox.
Root for the racist mascot or the racist organization? A tough choice. So I default to rooting against Schilling. Go tribe.
Huh. I'm not into Hopper much at all, but Vermeers stop me in my tracks. It should (but apparently can't) go without saying that Vermeer was a much better painter on a purely technical level.
For those of you who are into Hopper and coming to UnfoggeDCon, there's a big exhibition of his at the National Gallery of Art through January.
The Red Sox haven't been a racist organization for decades, for chrissakes.
And Schilling apologized for his moronic bush advocacy.
On the other hand it might be sort of a moot point soon enough. Not looking good for them right at this moment.
I saw "Girl With A Pearl Earring" on my first day in Holland, soon after I had made the typical newbie American mistake and smoked way too much Dutch hash. It was a surprise, I didn't know it was in that museum. I was absolutely transfixed.
On the other hand, a lot of things might have transfixed me in the state I was in. Still, it was pretty amazing.
Calling the organization racist was just a joke. Sorry. Not the right time, of course. But defending Schilling? You'll hate yourself in the morning.
And Schilling apologized for his moronic bush advocacy.
Really? Where was this? I could use a bright spot in this night of despair.
That two-hour workshop last week on online visual resources with the art history dweeb wasn't all for naught!
I should hope fucking not.
53: on his blog, one of his first entries. He didn't actually apologize for supporting Bush, just for going on TV and saying what he did.
I'm sorry, Schilling wasn't just on TV, right? Didn't he actively campaign for Bush, meaning go out on the stump in Ohio or some other battleground state?
Schilling is mulling a run for Senate after he retires. Judging from his statements, electing him would be like having a particularly sententious warblogger in the Senate.
The more World Series the Red Sox win, the more votes Schilling will get. The future of the nation demands that one root for the Indians.
P.S. note also the homophobia of Red Sox fans, as evidenced in comment #40.
48 - Well, on a purely technical level, Vermeer was among the greatest of all time. Hopper was good, but Vermeer in a league above.
58: It's no problem. Off topic is normal here, so on topic stuff has to be noted.
56: I'm not going to search through his wordy-ass archives to find it, but the gist of what he said was that he realized that by publicly campaigning for Bush he tarnished the experience of the World Series win for a lot of people, and he felt badly for doing that.
He's still a moron, don't get me wrong. But he genuinely did seem to understand why people would be pissed, and genuinely seemed remorseful. FWIW.
Thanks for that link at 57, eb.
And @! The Schindler referenced there was my undergrad advisor. Made me laugh - everything there very typical of his 'academic' interests.
I should hope fucking not.
It would be interesting to know how Armsmasher came to express himself this way, instead of with the more conventional "I should fucking hope not".
63 made me very happy. I clapped my hands in glee.
And as chance would have it, I am right now grading an exam question about word order.
Now that 61 has given me license to go off topic, to 62 I say: All of that may be true, but he's still a giant sack of crap. Still, I regret having maligned the organization's good(ish) name, particularly because I'm not that invested in either team.
I had a total mancrush on Schilling, back when I thought he was just a millionaire athlete/wargames nerd. (He bought out a bunch of titles that Avalon Hill had let go out of print.) Only too late did I realize that he was a sniper eye-customizer.
64: I asked myself a similar question, because it seemed almost stronger with the "fucking" coming later, but I couldn't figure out why.
OT: Magpie and I are going to be in Austin the weekend of November 10 and 11. Anyone up for a meetup?
But also consider and consider, and then consider whether googlefight is remotely reliable.
Maybe he meant "I fuck, hoping not."
The lang=en_GB makes me think that they're triggering some wacky localized search in an attempt by google to be helpful. I hate localization. Why can't everyone just speak English?
Also the owners of googlefight appear to be SEO scum, so I wouldn't be surprised if Google is screwing with them somehow. None of which contradicts Ben, per se, but just may shed light on his results.
73: "I should hope, fucking not" is closer to the author's true intent.
79: I realized that after teo and feldspar offered better versions, but thanks for making that explicit. Jerk.
None of which contradicts Ben, per se, but just may shed light on his results.
My second two "consider"s were searches conducted through the firefox google thing, so I don't see how any light could be shed on my results through information about googlefight.
77: I think it's sad that in this age of hyper-globalization, we cannot even discuss a localized search without calling it "wacky"
Which word order are you less likely to see appear in the sand on a beach, unwritten by human hands?
If the words have been unwritten, then you won't see them at all, eb.
80: I appreciated the vote of confidence.
That's Antonello da Messina. Also, Richter's Lesende is pretty great.
You know what else are pretty great, Vance Maverick? Polmo Polpo's Like Hearts Swelling and Lasse Marhaug & Nils Henrik Asheim's Grand Mutation, especially the latter, which kicks all kind of ass.
I really, really want to see the set of Richter abstracts that Robert Storr put together for the Venice Biennale, but I couldn't find anyone to pay me to go this year.
Bill Frisell's Richter 858 is a swell album as well.
72.3:consider[...en-US%3Aofficial&hs=hR0&q=%22i+hope+fucking+not%22&btnG=Search]
Now that Osama ben w-lfs-n has invented the word, would someone look in the 2017 OED and tell me what hopefucking is?
max
['Since it seems to pair up nicely with sportfucking.']
What on God's green earth are you on about, max?
I didn't see those either. I did see a roomful of Richter abstracts in the Biennale in 1997 -- very very beautiful stuff (though with that deliberate chill).
Can you point me to some samples, Ben w-lfs-n? Or give a frame of reference?
I should say I haven't found anyone yet who will send me this year. Bidding is still open, folks.
That comment wasn't really directed solely at you, Vance.
Seems as if you can get track one from the Marhaug/Asheim here, and there are samples of the Frisell on the Amazon page, though I should note that the first thirty seconds of the first track aren't really representative.
Venice Biennale
Armsmasher, can you explain this to me? I thought there was only one biennale. Like, that it was a thing. But my dad was invited to be in a biennale this year that I think was in Florence, not Venice, and I saw a "biennale" of printmaking once in Cairo. What's the deal?
Thanks, that sample is nice. Tasteful ;-). More seriously, it seems still to be in the musical realm of much post-'60s electronic music. Back ca. 1990, I remember people asking, as a wry commonplace, "Why is there no fast electronic music?" Now, obviously, we're all familiar with e.m. that has a fast pulse...but I think the question stands.
There was an article somewhere recently on the mad proliferation of biennial exhibitions. (The Whitney is another one.)
Having worked on the first Taipei Biennial in 1998 and the first Yokohama Triennale in 2001, can you speak to this year's experience of directing the first Singapore Biennale? ... from this, which is not what I was remembering.
Biennials are on the wane stateside but seem to be popping up in places that are just coming around to a contemporary art tradition (e.g., Istanbul, Moscow). There's only one Biennale, and that's Venice, which was the first. But there are any number of biennales—that just means a show that happens every two years.
Oh, and sorry I missed you while you were here. I just finished my review of Wack!, actually.
Yeah, dude, that was lame how you were like, out of town or whatever other important thing you were doing. Although going to Wack! with Becks meant we basically got to look at porn together for like 3 hours. So.
And now I have to google Wack! And then go to sleep.
Magpie and I are going to be in Austin the weekend of November 10 and 11. Anyone up for a meetup?
Sure!
He's the Edward Hopper of the 17th Century. Lonely people love him -- e.g., grad students, cat ladies, Ogged, etc.
Interesting.
This was the painting that struck me the most at the Chicago Art Institute, or possibly the Chicago Institute of Art. Not sure why. And that leads us into the other new thread about Chicago.
But there are no more Cubs games.
Stillness and emotional upheaval, all at once
"A certain quiet intensity" is the phrase you're looking for.
That Vermeer site is amazing. Too bad I never have time to explore collections like that as throughly as I'd like.
The Astronomer is one of my favorite Vermeers.
I did some neuropsych testing recently, and it seems that my visual-spatial IQ stinks.
The facial recognition stuff is really hard. There's one bit where you have to look at people's eyes and describe qhat they're feeling or doing without the benefit of seeing the rest of the face. It was really challenging for me.
One of the faces looked like GWB in his 30's. I told the post-doc, and she agreed that it looked like a younger Bush. I said that that fact might affect my interpretation of his expression.
105, 106: Sweet! Does sometime on the 11th work for you guys? We have a commitment that Saturday evening.
Count me in too, as long as Sir Kraab remembers to remind me. How about brunch on the 11th?
Mmmm, brunch -- sounds good. Where's good these days?
Heebie, you and Jammies free?
Just a quick update, Sir Kraab and I will be out of town this weekend but let's talk on Monday or Tuesday and settle on a plan.