@mattereore23 made a great point: ‘wishing that they would have shown the same interest in books as they did in Nike sneakers‘. And I agree. Seriously….
I am creating a collection of cards – The Culturati Collection Cards.
Perfect for digital journals, commonplace books, and literary collections. Or to print as small cards.
For this collection, I will be posting a rotating collection of bold literary rebels, women who stood up to society, artists who stood out, ideas that startled, images that stir and excerpts from works that provoke thought and emotion.
The cards will be in my Instagram and Facebook gallery posts. The first cards will be posted tomorrow night.
Being culture savvy is rebellious today. And that is what my sites are all about.
So I’m starting the card collection with one of the most notorious literary and art magazines, The Yellow Book.
How are tsundoku piles, ‘reader’s high’, the expression on Madame Pompadour’s face, Gavotte Overload, 1920’s tragedy and carb cravings related?
CURRENTLY READING: WHAT SHE LEFT BEHIND. BY ELLEN MARIE WISEMAN. An exceptionally well-written and magnetic read. This is a painful tale filled with layers of suffering – a weighty saga – and it is poignantly related in such an ‘effortless’ style.
This masterpiece contains a spectacular detail.
Beyond the exquisite ‘photographic’ realism, the mirror that is shown on the back wall is a study all its own. It reflects the part of the room that is in front of the couple – depicting Van Eyck at work creating this painting as well as two people at the entrance of the room.
“What’s that thing that they say? If a tree falls in the forest and no one is there to hear it, did it make a noise? Well, I ask that same question. If I write my truths, but no one reads them, did I break the rule of silence?”
Most fairy tales are built upon the idea that children are not safe anywhere, detailing how children can be kidnapped, imprisoned, abused, and ‘spellbound’ easily. The idea that you, as a child, are not ‘safe’ anywhere is not an ideal subliminal notion.
We are lulled as we swim in white noise and have given much of our lives hostage to the illusion of experiencing reality while living in a virtual state.
Dostoevsky is one of the ‘deepest’ writers I have encountered through my journeys in literature. I say ‘deep’ because he fearlessly peels back layers of social expectation and just lunges for primal, raw, and unfiltered emotions, reactions, and observations. I… Continue Reading →