"somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands”

EE Cummings, "Somewhere I have never travelled..."

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I see in the near future a crisis approaching that unnerves me and causes me to tremble for the safety of my country … Corporations have been enthroned and an era of corruption in high places will follow, and the money power of the country will endeavour to prolong its reign by working upon the prejudices of the people until all wealth is aggregated in a few hands and the Republic is destroyed.
Abraham Lincoln , 1864.

Laura and I at the Severn Valley 1940s weekend. If you ever get the chance to go, do so. It’s amazing.

Photos courtesy of Richard Chatwin Photography.

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surback:

The first single off Kitsch, coming Fall 2014.

::  A song with 13 beats per measure to numerologically channel that Victorian Gothic superstition ::

 

Plain phenomenal. Very St. Vincent-esque but sheer class. Cannae wait to hear the rest. 

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One of the most powerful performances I have ever seen. BB King “How Blue can you get?”, live from Cook County Jail.

JW Waterhouse: The Lady of Shalott (1888)
In recent years it has seemed like there has been a decline in working-class interest in art within Britain. Art has, once more, became a middle to upper-class interest which, for me, is a great shame. We can learn much from art as people and it should be all inclusive.
This is why applaud the work of http://arteverywhere.org.uk , a group which has took it upon themselves to place great pieces of art in public areas throughout the country: buses, train stations, shopping centres… you name, they’ve got it covered. Just imagine my surprise this morning when getting on my bus this morning and, instead of the usual variety of wonderful characters one finds on a bus that early, a poster of Waterhouse’s “Lady of Shalott” was facing me. 
Not only does this campaign serve to brighten public spaces around the country, it is bringing art back to the working classes… I just hope we take notice. Kudos to you http://arteverywhere.org.uk

JW Waterhouse: The Lady of Shalott (1888)

In recent years it has seemed like there has been a decline in working-class interest in art within Britain. Art has, once more, became a middle to upper-class interest which, for me, is a great shame. We can learn much from art as people and it should be all inclusive.

This is why applaud the work of http://arteverywhere.org.uk , a group which has took it upon themselves to place great pieces of art in public areas throughout the country: buses, train stations, shopping centres… you name, they’ve got it covered. Just imagine my surprise this morning when getting on my bus this morning and, instead of the usual variety of wonderful characters one finds on a bus that early, a poster of Waterhouse’s “Lady of Shalott” was facing me. 

Not only does this campaign serve to brighten public spaces around the country, it is bringing art back to the working classes… I just hope we take notice. Kudos to you http://arteverywhere.org.uk

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"People take pictures of the summer, to prove that it really existed…"

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David Byrne and St Vincent
[photo from www.brooklynvegan.com]

David Byrne and St Vincent

[photo from www.brooklynvegan.com]

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