Mountains of the heart : Rainer Maria Rilke
Exposed on the mountains of the heart. See, how small there,
see: the last hamlet of words, and higher,
and yet so small, a last
homestead of feeling. Do you recognize it?
Exposed on the mountains of the heart. Rocky earth
under the hands. But something will
flower here; out of the mute abyss…
Following a query from a friend about the tarot and music, I thought I'd re-work series of posts from my old blog that I called Mind-Expanding Discographies, culled from a number of books that I'd been reading on music and spirituality.
The first selection comes from Peter Michael Hamel's Through Music to the Self (1976), which I first found on the shelves of a composer whose music I was engraving in around 2006.
When we look at an object we see a man or a thing; in other words, the brain interprets what we see. How it does that, no one knows, and it does it, of course, at a very high level. ~ Richard Feynman
The Feynman Lectures on Physics: Mechanisms of Seeing
South West England - Divine Devon
September 2013. This is a long weekend in Devon at a 5 Star hotel (Wildercombe House) just on the edges of Ilfracombe. I spend the morning writing - working on a new novel, Oakfield before abruptly I'm throwing some things into a bag and jumping into Sarah G's car with her twin sister Oj, driving south and west.
I recently finished teaching the gangster movie genre as part of my "World of Cinema" class at Harold Washington College. This included screening one of my all time favorite American films, the 1939 Warner Brothers production of The Roaring Twenties starring James Cagney and Humphrey Bogart (an acting match made in tough-guy heaven if there ever was one). The way director Raoul Walsh continually opens up the narrative of this gangster epic to situate its events within a wider social context (from the first World War to the stock market crash of ’29 to the end of Prohibition and beyond) gives it a dazzling breadth and scope.
Last week in Place Jeu de Balle, a photographer asked me if I would pose for some pictures. I said okay, naturally, seeing as how I've done that lotsa times before. We took a whole bunch of shots as the sun set over the normally crowded marché aux puces, and I think this is the best of the lot. Everyone on Facebook seems to agree.