I felt very good yesterday, for the most part, but today there are thunderstorms moving across the state, and they seem to be dragging my mood along with them. Often, I would like to believe that my emotions exist somehow beyond neurological biochemistry and a host of external stimuli, that my mental illnesses have a greater "meaning" than these causes, but I can never manage that superstitious trick. Where would that mean they exist? I am not a "spiritual" or religious person, obviously. "Mind" is only a function of the brain, and the brain reacting with a myriad of other biological and environmental factors. And, likely, what I feel now is no more than the storms, the nightmares I had last night, my aching feet, bad memories, and so forth. That's why I have my pills. because we are always haunted, to quote Imp and to paraphrase Poe (Anne Decatur Danielewski, not Edgar Allan).
Anyway...
A good day for comments, if you have anything to say. Though, please don't attempt to engage me in arguments/dialogues about the mind/body dualism, philosophy of the mind, or anything of that sort. You'll only make things on this end much, much worse. And, in response, I won't be nice. I'd like to be nice today.
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Yesterday's follow-up mission to Sunday's incomplete mission, or Bear Hunt #2, had mixed and curious results. On the one hand, we found the "bear fountain" (photos behind the cut). But, it turns out it wasn't sculpted by Eli Harvey, as I'd been led to believe by one of Charles R. Knight's letters, but by a German sculptor. This is easier if I quote a website at Brown University:
When Faunce House was built, a bear fountain was installed in the courtyard. A present from Theodore Francis Green 1887, who had promoted the bear as Brown’s mascot, the bear is a bronze replica of one which he found presiding over a fountain in Breslau, Germany. Green made arrangements with the German sculptor, Professor Ernest Moritz Geyger, to cast a replica of the bear for Brown.
Also, Brown University's website on the bear sculptures claims there are only four on campus (we've yet to see the "Kodiak" or the "Maddock Alumni Bear." And yet, Charles R. Knight writes, in a letter to Henry Fairfield Osborn, the following:
...Now that Brown [University] has eight brown bears done by Mr. [Eli] Harvey...
i can only conclude, though it seems somewhat unlikely, that Knight was mistaken about the provenance of all but one of the Brown University bears (the "Kodiak" is actually a taxidermied mount and the "Maddock" bear was sculpted by Nicholas Swearer, and both date from the 1940s, twenty years after Knight's letter to Osborn). So, we have a Bear Mystery. I may write a letter to Knight's estate and another to Brown University, to try and solve this. But it's hard to believe that Knight was mistaken about Harvey having done eight bears, if he'd only done one.
After our second bear hunt, we had sushi at Tokyo on Wickenden Street. Later, we made a HUGE batch of guacamole.
And here are photos from yesterday:

This is what happens to the pit of a mango when you wait a little too long to eat it.

The Geyger bear, on Magee Street. I found the water squirting from its nose a grotesquely amusing feature.
A profile of the Geyger bear.

Detail of the head.

Tokyo.
All photographs Copyright © 2012 by Caitlín R. Kiernan and Kathryn A. Pollnac
Seeking Mercy,
Aunt Beast
Anyway...
A good day for comments, if you have anything to say. Though, please don't attempt to engage me in arguments/dialogues about the mind/body dualism, philosophy of the mind, or anything of that sort. You'll only make things on this end much, much worse. And, in response, I won't be nice. I'd like to be nice today.
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Yesterday's follow-up mission to Sunday's incomplete mission, or Bear Hunt #2, had mixed and curious results. On the one hand, we found the "bear fountain" (photos behind the cut). But, it turns out it wasn't sculpted by Eli Harvey, as I'd been led to believe by one of Charles R. Knight's letters, but by a German sculptor. This is easier if I quote a website at Brown University:
When Faunce House was built, a bear fountain was installed in the courtyard. A present from Theodore Francis Green 1887, who had promoted the bear as Brown’s mascot, the bear is a bronze replica of one which he found presiding over a fountain in Breslau, Germany. Green made arrangements with the German sculptor, Professor Ernest Moritz Geyger, to cast a replica of the bear for Brown.
Also, Brown University's website on the bear sculptures claims there are only four on campus (we've yet to see the "Kodiak" or the "Maddock Alumni Bear." And yet, Charles R. Knight writes, in a letter to Henry Fairfield Osborn, the following:
...Now that Brown [University] has eight brown bears done by Mr. [Eli] Harvey...
i can only conclude, though it seems somewhat unlikely, that Knight was mistaken about the provenance of all but one of the Brown University bears (the "Kodiak" is actually a taxidermied mount and the "Maddock" bear was sculpted by Nicholas Swearer, and both date from the 1940s, twenty years after Knight's letter to Osborn). So, we have a Bear Mystery. I may write a letter to Knight's estate and another to Brown University, to try and solve this. But it's hard to believe that Knight was mistaken about Harvey having done eight bears, if he'd only done one.
After our second bear hunt, we had sushi at Tokyo on Wickenden Street. Later, we made a HUGE batch of guacamole.
And here are photos from yesterday:
This is what happens to the pit of a mango when you wait a little too long to eat it.
The Geyger bear, on Magee Street. I found the water squirting from its nose a grotesquely amusing feature.
A profile of the Geyger bear.
Detail of the head.
Tokyo.
All photographs Copyright © 2012 by Caitlín R. Kiernan and Kathryn A. Pollnac
Seeking Mercy,
Aunt Beast
- Current Music:Peter Gabriel, "Mercy Street"

Comments
Alas, only a mango seed.
I actually found the first sight of it oddly alarming.
Well. It's likely one of the funniest.
I can say I do understand the tendency towards hyperbole, though it's a trait I've spent much of my life attempting to suppress. Often, when people are hyperbolic about something when talking to me, I'm very put off about whatever it is they're being hyperbolic about, ironically.
It's kept me from reading many books and seeing many movies for years.
If you have not already seen the work of Beth Cavener Stichter,
This is what happens to the pit of a mango when you wait a little too long to eat it.
For years, my mother had a lychee tree that she had grown from a pit. She kept it in a large terra-cotta pot, through several apartments and several moves, until it was trustingly loaned out to my elementary school to provide backdrop foliage for some kind of stage production; whoever was in charge of watering it forgot and it died. I am not sure she ever forgave the school for that.
I found the water squirting from its nose a grotesquely amusing feature.
"The Snarfing Bear" sounds like something from MST3K.
Wow! Very impressed by Beth Cavener Stichter. Thank you.
I know this is not Fecunda ratis or this Phases 1–5, but I know what I thought of.
We are seriously thinking of making a trip to New York in either September or October to see the exhibition. Would you and Spooky be interested?
Boe tie. That first piece is so dead on when it comes to my conception of HPL's ghouls.
And we might be interested. By the way, did you get my last two emails?
Wonderful.
We should not perhaps be surprised that she knows her Little Red Riding Hood.
By the way, did you get my last two emails?
. . . No. And you are the second person recently to suggest a problem with my e-mail. Excuse me while I begin to worry.
. . . No. And you are the second person recently to suggest a problem with my e-mail. Excuse me while I begin to worry.
Well...crap. I could try sending again. Basically, it comes down to would you like to come for Beavertail Thursday or Friday?
Yes, and I don't think I can, God damn it! My brother and his wife are moving this weekend, which includes Friday, and I'm not sure about the day after a party for either me or
There has got to be a day that works for everybody—I want it while there's still summer!
The window is closing fast (especially with hurricane season here). Plus, next week I go back to work, and my schedule will be a nightmare until at least December, permitting very few days off.
Edited at 2012-08-28 07:16 pm (UTC)
Also -- totally unrelated -- are you still playing Rift? Any interest in Guild Wars 2?
Love the tongue.
It is an amazing tongue.
Also -- totally unrelated -- are you still playing Rift?
Yup.
Any interest in Guild Wars 2?
None whatsoever.
I knew someone stationed on Kodiak Island with the Coast Guard in the mid-1980's, and the strange remoteness and hollow sounds of those phone calls made me yearn for a different kind of far-flung-ness than my dream to visit the stars.
The word "Kodiak", whether spoken or written, still has the power to tickle my fancy and send chills down my spine.
It's a nice word.
Dealing with the aftermath of a root canal today. Stayed home.
Hope your night includes quality sleep with no nightmares.
I was not ready for the water going through the bear's nose.
Nor was I.
And I finally got started reading my recent package from Subpress. The Yellow Book is as bow tie inside as it is in form.
The bear pictures made me snort my juice - totally unexpected nose fountains.
Two nose fountains.
The Yellow Book is as bow tie inside as it is in form.
Thank you.
Beth Cavener Stichter is pretty damn amazing.
I've been reading this book because the author has long studied sleep and dreams and their relation to mental health. So far, the chapter on how REM sleep relates to depression was far too short, and I'm not sure how relevant the rest of it is to my interests. I'd been curious about those intersections before, and particularly after a diagnoses of severe obstructive sleep apnea.
Given your writing about dreamsickness, parts of it have reminded me of you, but the whole thing feels just a little too cursory.
Since my deprogramming began in June of 2011 (what I call my leap from corporate-hood to artist life), I have noticed a huge connection between my moods and the environmental factors. Alas, we are still beasts with very animalistic tendencies.