Ian Fitzsimmons
Ian Fitzsimmons
Post apocolypse + surreal: Orwell on Dali.
Blizzard Wine!
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Zachary Ross
Zachary Ross
Or just Kay Sage.
Sharon Bowman
Sharon Bowman
Nice.
De Chirico en mieux.
De Chirico en mieux.
Jeff Grossman
Jeff Grossman
Can't stop...
A frock on the boar.
A coq on the d'or.
A grok on the rapport.
A loch on the moor.
A frock on the boar.
A coq on the d'or.
A grok on the rapport.
A loch on the moor.
Sharon Bowman
Sharon Bowman
With a silk purse, I hope.
Ian Fitzsimmons
Ian Fitzsimmons
originally posted by Zachary Ross:
Or just Kay Sage.
Cool painting.
I was thinking of Orwell's essay on Dali in A Collection of Essays (the same one with his "Politics and the English Language") which is a masterpiece of detached character disection and annihilition. Orwell did not think highly of Dali.
Sharon Bowman
Sharon Bowman
I don't even know how to start. Of course he didn't; Dali's terrible.
Jeff's wordplay is fun, however.
Jeff's wordplay is fun, however.
Jeff Grossman
Jeff Grossman
I cannot ear you.
I meant a frock-coat, of course.
Oswaldo Costa
Oswaldo Costa
Surprised to find no posts here for Marnes Blanches Trousseau or Poulsard.
Over the last three evenings we merrily downed a sequence of
2014 Domaine des Marnes Blanches Côtes du Jura Trousseau 11.5%
2015 Domaine des Marnes Blanches Côtes du Jura Poulsard 12.5%
2015 Domaine des Marnes Blanches Côtes du Jura Trousseau 13.5%
What inspired me to put pen to paper was the 2% difference between the 2014 and 2015 Trousseaus. It did my heart good to suppose this to be a sign of the importance of being earnestly process-orientated.
Wot about the wines, you may sayz!
All three had that lovely three-wise-men middle-eastern semi-carbonic spice aroma that has lifted so many vin nature boats. Not identical, some were even lovelier than others, but hard to know if due to subject or object, given the different days.
2014 was a petite millèsime, so the frame of the first was all Fred Astaire, aviary exoskeleton poised for effortless flight.
2015 was a grand millèsime, so the frame of the second was closer to a Gene Kelly. Agile, but stockier. Or huskier, as they used to say.
To the average drinker, perhaps the 2015 was the better wine. Rounder, fuller, bolder, Colorado.
But to a member of the gustatory alt-left, perhaps the 2014 was more completely satisfying, the skinny being that its skinny frame was more of a piece with the bewitchingly Samantha-like or Arabian Nights aromas. Let there be lite.
The 2015 Poulsard sat comfortably in a middle ground between the two, a sensible conciliator bridging dissent on a mid-summer’s night.
Such was my experience of Saïd trio.
Over the last three evenings we merrily downed a sequence of
2014 Domaine des Marnes Blanches Côtes du Jura Trousseau 11.5%
2015 Domaine des Marnes Blanches Côtes du Jura Poulsard 12.5%
2015 Domaine des Marnes Blanches Côtes du Jura Trousseau 13.5%
What inspired me to put pen to paper was the 2% difference between the 2014 and 2015 Trousseaus. It did my heart good to suppose this to be a sign of the importance of being earnestly process-orientated.
Wot about the wines, you may sayz!
All three had that lovely three-wise-men middle-eastern semi-carbonic spice aroma that has lifted so many vin nature boats. Not identical, some were even lovelier than others, but hard to know if due to subject or object, given the different days.
2014 was a petite millèsime, so the frame of the first was all Fred Astaire, aviary exoskeleton poised for effortless flight.
2015 was a grand millèsime, so the frame of the second was closer to a Gene Kelly. Agile, but stockier. Or huskier, as they used to say.
To the average drinker, perhaps the 2015 was the better wine. Rounder, fuller, bolder, Colorado.
But to a member of the gustatory alt-left, perhaps the 2014 was more completely satisfying, the skinny being that its skinny frame was more of a piece with the bewitchingly Samantha-like or Arabian Nights aromas. Let there be lite.
The 2015 Poulsard sat comfortably in a middle ground between the two, a sensible conciliator bridging dissent on a mid-summer’s night.
Such was my experience of Saïd trio.
Todd Abrams
Todd Abrams
No love for Blood Meridian here, eh? It's a cheerless read, no doubt. But I love it's near biblical sweep and verse. FWIW, The Road is stylistically quite different from Blood Meridian, although no less bleak.
Steve Guattery
Steve Guattery
I liked (enjoyed would be the wrong word) Blood Meridian. The style is interesting; one gets little feel for the inner life of the narrator as I recall. There's a very flat affect.
Oswaldo Costa
Oswaldo Costa
Blood Meridian was certainly unforgettable, but aside from admiring the bleak world so effectively created, but not liking it one bit, I mostly remember the relentless scalping going on. Like some kind of author's fetish. The Road is equally bleak, but as the father of a young (at the time) child, there was so much projection going on that I couldn't help but be as deeply moved as I've ever been.