Suneater

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Hilton Head

McAleer, Clement, b.1949; Beach

Dawn
Shooting stars
Every kind of bullshit
Cliche out there
Sun sand sea
Blue skies
Crashing waves
Whitened teeth
And tossing
Blonde hair
Your mouth on me
All that jazz
And jizzum

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Miss Deakins

Syddall, Joseph, 1864-1942; Miss Deakins

Joseph Syddall (1864–1942)

Chesterfield Museum & Art Gallery

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Monroe County Courthouse

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Sirens choke the night

Pour darkness, the gift

Of all that flows around

The Monroe County Courthouse

Thunder lightning rain squalls

Feathery sheets of plumage

Through floodlight’s current

Granite statues and shivering flesh

Shadowed in the niches

What happened how did we

End up soaked and sorry

Not half invisible enough

Regretful of every fucked up step

Ah well it all came down

Didn’t it and here

We are

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Happy 4th!

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God & Jesus

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Art and the Jade

Draper, Herbert James, 1864-1920; Art and the Jade

Herbert James Draper (1864–1920)

Paisley Art Institute Collection, held by Paisley Museum and Art Galleries

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Nancy Drew Tips:

05

How to protect your lamb from a wildcat

from The Clue of the Whistling Bagpipes

1964

It occurs to me this could also work as a cartoon with the wildcat labeled Trump and Nancy labeled the Scots…

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Since She Went Away, David Bell, New American Library, $16.99.

dbellIf you want a compelling reading experience, just pick up a David Bell book. Reading the first page can be like leaning over a suspense generating machine — the gears of the story will grab any loose time you have and draw you in irresistibly. Take, for instance, the first few lines of his latest, Since She Went Away:

Five police cars. Three news vans. And one coroner’s wagon.

Boom. There’s obviously something intriguing going on here and the reader will want to know what it is.

Bell’s developing story is anything but mechanical, however, but powered, as most good stories are, by realistic, multifaceted characters. It alternates between two viewpoints; that of Jenna Barton and her son Jared. Jenna is a nurse and single mother who can be a little too candid at times. Her main concern these days is her best friend Celia who has been missing for three months. Since the perpetually late Jenna was supposed to meet Celia at the park the night she disappeared, Jenna has been wracked with guilt and obsessed with the search:

Jenna wondered once again how her life had ended up like this — having to tell her son and her best friend’s daughter she was at a crime scene where a part of a woman’s body had been found.

Her son finds that his life has changed too.

It was a first for Jared Barton: a beautiful girl in his bedroom.

But even this teenage dream has its disconcerting edges. His girl has only recently moved into town and has a very controlling father and an extreme reluctance to discuss her past. Jared is as impetuous as his mother, but he tends more to charge headfirst at his problems rather than talk about them. It doesn’t take a clairvoyant to figure out these two mysteries are going to converge, but I defy anyone to predict exactly how things play out.

The plot twists are adroit and believable, but within the mounting suspense there are also important themes about contemporary society. Nowadays a crime, especially one against an attractive woman is almost inseparable from the ghoulish media din that surrounds it, and Jenna is both provoked and captured by the endless scrutiny and speculation, as well as the lower key, yet just a sinister, online chatter that inevitably proliferates.

There’s also a class aspect, as Celia’s husband Ian is the scion of their small Kentucky town’s reigning family, the rich kid who was Jenna’s biggest high school crush, a relationship even more tantalizing because it never developed into anything after the glamorous Celia swooped in to claim him. Yet now the previously indifferent Ian is reaching out to Jenna, even as his mean girl daughter Ursula is trying to connect with Jared in a not so friendly way.

In short, this book has it all — suspense, character, a mousetrap plot and supple prose, all constructed by the masterful Mr. Bell. Just don’t  get sucked into it if you’ve got a pressing obligation.

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Apollo and Daphne

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PELLEGRINI, Giovanni Antonio
c. 1704
Fresco
Villa Alessandri, Mira

“Father, if your waters still hold charms to save your daughter, cover with green earth this body I wear too well,” and as she spoke a soaring drowsiness possessed her; growing in earth she stood, white thighs embraced by climbing bark, her white arms branches, her fair head swaying in a cloud of leaves; all that was Daphne bowed in the stirring of the wind… — Ovid

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