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"Life will flash before my eyes..."

Today, it's sunny. The temperature is presently is 44˚F, with the windchill at 37˚F. We actually did reach 62˚F yesterday.

Yesterday, Spooky and I drove over to College Hill and spent part of the afternoon at the museum of the Rhode Island School of Design, primarily to see the "Inventing Impressionism" exhibit. It was a small but magnificent display, including works by Monet, Degas, Van Gogh, Cézanne, Pissarro, Gauguin, Renoir, Morrisot, Manet, and Cassat. After the Pre-Raphaelites, the Impressionists are the school of painters most dear to me. Sitting on a bench, surrounded by the canvases, I took out my notebook and I wrote, "Looking at these, I feel, almost, a sort of relief. These works have survived two world wars and the Cold War and so many other disasters. And here they are. So, maybe I can dare to hope." There were only two Van Goghs, alas, but one was a favorite, View of Auvers-sur-Oise (1890). After the museum, we went to the market, then were back home by 3 p.m. or so. It was good to be out, with the air almost warm, despite how nervous all the people made me.

Please have a look at the current eBay auctions. Thank you.

Today, we have to read all of Chapter One of Interstate Love Song. I ought to have read through it two days ago, but I've been so goddamn despondent. In this book, I'm experimenting with the use of polysyndectic syntax, and I may decide against using quotation marks with dialogue.

Resistance, Peace, and Compassion,
Aunt Beast


Hogue McMann
Feb. 20th, 2017 04:20 pm (UTC)
Not being familiar with it, I find myself both curious and frightened of this concept (polysyndetic syntax). Looking forward to your experimentation.