So that’s a photo of a van Gogh painting that hung in the recent exhibit at the Metropolitan Museum of Art’s new location, MET BRUER, called Unfinished: Thoughts Left Visible. The whole exhibit was really fantastic but this painting really floored me. Because van Gogh painted the sky last. Last. Something about this strikes me… Continue reading Van Gogh Painted the Sky Last: Thoughts on John Grochalski’s Winedrunk Sidewalk
Tag: Writing
Where the Fuck Did May Go?*
*Yes it’s a David Bowie reference. Yes, I’m still upset. Leave me alone. We must always work, and a self-respecting artist must not fold his hands on the pretext that he is not in the mood. If we wait for the mood, without endeavoring to meet it half-way, we easily become indolent and apathetic. We… Continue reading Where the Fuck Did May Go?*
At Least We Didn’t Get Arrested: Attending the Anti-Trump Rally in NYC
So before we get into the story of how I almost got arrested this weekend, I have a couple quick writing thank yous to share. First off, thanks to Clockwise Cat for accepting this poem, New Strange Life, for the David Bowie tribute issue. Always an honor to be included. And to Boyslut for taking… Continue reading At Least We Didn’t Get Arrested: Attending the Anti-Trump Rally in NYC
Everyday Sexism, with a Twist (more spoilers) and some Thank Yous in the New Year
Happy New Year kids! Before we talk some more about Star Wars, I need to do a little recap and say thank you to some people who were end-of-the-year awesome. First off, thanks to Mark Lindberg who wrote this really wonderful review of This Is Sarah (which you can buy here for 99 pennies!) including… Continue reading Everyday Sexism, with a Twist (more spoilers) and some Thank Yous in the New Year
Flying Monkeys, Books and the Cold Unfeeling Universe
Where the flying monkeys did this year go? I mean honestly. I distinctly remember whole days in January 2015 and there is no way way they were 12 months ago. Anyway I wanted to do a whole book blog about what I read this year but that’s going to wait till next time because we… Continue reading Flying Monkeys, Books and the Cold Unfeeling Universe
Ally Malinenko 