Adventures with Vincent
![I guess one could say that the medium of theatre is fate, while the medium of fiction is memory. I try to bring into my fiction some of the danger of theatre; to create narratives that, even as they describe the past, are somehow infused with a present-tense theatricality that raises the stakes of the emotional transactions. I want my characters to be on that edge where they realize that their history is not set, that there are still discoveries to be made, and that fate has not yet issued its final verdict.
- Victor Lodata
[p.s. Read his beautifully written and heartbreaking short story, P.E., in the New Yorker: http://archives.newyorker.com/?i=2012-04-02#folio=060]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4zvh5UIIS1qzwakco1_r1_400.png)
I guess one could say that the medium of theatre is fate, while the medium of fiction is memory. I try to bring into my fiction some of the danger of theatre; to create narratives that, even as they describe the past, are somehow infused with a present-tense theatricality that raises the stakes of the emotional transactions. I want my characters to be on that edge where they realize that their history is not set, that there are still discoveries to be made, and that fate has not yet issued its final verdict.
- Victor Lodata
[p.s. Read his beautifully written and heartbreaking short story, P.E., in the New Yorker: http://archives.newyorker.com/?i=2012-04-02#folio=060]
The Most Comma Mistakes.
We have an epidemic of comma splices and post-appositive mishaps. Who knew?!
Emeli Sande, Next to Me.
New cheetah cubs born at the National Zoo.
I’ve always loved the graphical qualities of the Maryland state flag. The only state flag based on English Heraldry.
The sarcophagus of John Paul Jones. That’s Pyrenees marble, folks.
The First Satellite Navigation System
This fantastic contraption, called the ‘Routefinder’, showed 1920s drivers in the UK the roads they were travelling down, gave them the mileage covered and told them to stop when they came at journey’s end. The technology – a curious cross between the space age and the stone age – consisted of a little map scroll inside a watch, to be ‘scrolled’ (hence the word) as the driver moved along on the map. A multitude of scrolls could be fitted in the watch to suit the particular trip the driver fancied taking.
ingenious.
My Oregon girls. Alsea Falls, 1992.
charming tokens offered with love on mother’s day from mi familia.
The delightful council flat of artist Francis Upritchard and furniture designer Martino Gamper.
