The Years Which The Bumblebees Have Eaten — Dejan V. Ulardžić

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The Years Which the Bumblebees Have Eaten, 1989-95 by Dejan V. Ulardžić  (b. 1956)

Untitled (Grey Angel) — Heinrich Nüsslein

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Untitled (Grey Angel), 1930–40s by Heinrich Nüsslein (1879-1947)

The Guest Room — Dorothea Tanning

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The Guest Room, 1950-52 by Dorothea Tanning (1910-2012).

We were always one step removed with irony | John Waters on art-house exploitation films

Sunday Comics

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The denouement of Barry Windsor-Smith’s Weapon X origin story. From Marvel Comics Presents #84, September, 1991. BWS was the author, penciller, inker, and colorist of the series. He also did a lot of the lettering. One of my favorite comics when I was a kid.

Sunday — Edward Hopper

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Sunday, 1926 by Edward Hopper (1882-1967).

Kappas along the River — Mu Pan

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Kappas Along the River, 2013 by Mu Pan (b. 1976).

Palm Springs Sporting Horse — Abigail Schmidt

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Palm Springs Sporting Horse, 2016 by Abigail Schmidt

Peasant Brawl — Adriaen Brouwer

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Boerenvechtpartij (Peasant Brawl), 1620-1630 by Adriaen Brouwer (c.1605-1638)

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The doom laid upon me, of murdering so many of the brightest hours of the day | Nathaniel Hawthorne’s journal entry for March 23rd, 1840

March 23d.–I do think that it is the doom laid upon me, of murdering so many of the brightest hours of the day at the Custom House, that makes such havoc with my wits, for here I am again trying to write worthily, . . . yet with a sense as if all the noblest part of man had been left out of my composition, or had decayed out of it since my nature was given to my own keeping. . . . Never comes any bird of Paradise into that dismal region. A salt or even a coal ship is ten million times preferable; for there the sky is above me, and the fresh breeze around me, and my thoughts, having hardly anything to do with my occupation, are as free as air.

Nevertheless, you are not to fancy that the above paragraph gives a correct idea of my mental and spiritual state. . . . It is only once in a while that the image and desire of a better and happier life makes me feel the iron of my chain; for, after all, a human spirit may find no insufficiency of food fit for it, even in the Custom House. And, with such materials as these, I do think and feel and learn things that are worth knowing, and which I should not know unless I had learned them there, so that the present portion of my life shall not be quite left out of the sum of my real existence. . . . It is good for me, on many accounts, that my life has had this passage in it. I know much more than I did a year ago. I have a stronger sense of power to act as a man among men. I have gained worldly wisdom, and wisdom also that is not altogether of this world. And, when I quit this earthly cavern where I am now buried, nothing will cling to me that ought to be left behind. Men will not perceive, I trust, by my look, or the tenor of my thoughts and feelings, that I have been a custom house officer.

Nathaniel Hawthorne’s journal entry for March 23rd, 1840. From Passages from the American Note-Books.

The Sultan and the Strange Loop — Jean-Pierre Roy

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The Sultan and the Strange Loop, 2016 by Jean-Pierre Roy (b. 1974)

Self-Portrait as a Lute Player — Artemisia Gentileschi

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Autoritratto come suonatrice di liuto (Self-Portrait as a Lute Player), 1615-1617 by Artemisia Gentileschi (1593-1653).

Paradise No. 16 — Fu Lei

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Paradise No. 16, 2014 by Fu Lei (b. 1958).

Gustav Klimt in His Blue Painter’s Smock — Egon Schiele

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Gustav Klimt im blauen Malerkittel (Gustav Klimt in His Blue Painters Smock), 1913 by Egon Schiele (1890-1918).

Spring — Giuseppe Arcimboldo





Spring, 1573 by Giuseppe Arcimboldo (1526 or 1527 – 1593). 

Sunday Comics 


RIP Bernie Wrightson, 1948-2017

Self-Portrait (as “New Woman”) — Frances Benjamin Johnston

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Self-Portrait (as “New Woman”), 1896 by Frances Benjamin Johnston (1864–1952)