What I love this week
(4 love stories and you)
First off my friends, I love you. Thanks for coming and spending time with me here.
I love that my IRL friends plastered “VOTE FOR NINA- Bar Harbor Town Council” signs all over Bar Harbor.
This is super cool—my daughter told me about how a fellow student put up an Osprey Cam at the MDI High School. The pair has a clutch of three eggs and this Osprey-Mama is doing the hard work of just counting those eggs and keeping them warm. When will her mate come back with a fish for her? I could watch this for a very long time. OSPREY CAM
Next up in the love fest: I’m putting together a lecture on three ways to access surrealism in creative writing and I went looking for an illustration for a short story called “The Distance of the Moon,” by Italo Calvino. (Here’s Liev Schreiber reading it, if you prefer audio) It’s one of my favorite all-time stories.
You know that thing we do when we love an artist and then we go and find everything we can related to that artist? Come on, remember how we all obsessed over Dave Matthews? But I digress. I just love anything to do with this particular story.
I could not find an illustration of a ladder reaching from a boat up to the surface of the moon that I could pop into a slide deck, but I did find something else…isn’t that always how it is? IDK what I was doing in 2018, (prepping up for Covid) but I was clearly off track because a perfect storm of stop animation, Tom Waits, and Italo Calvino converged and I didn’t know it until now. And here I am enchanted…
I sent this reel around to my friends. It’s a commentary on being a woman that knocked my socks off. Sound up. I wonder how different the dance would look if it were a commentary on male existence. The dancers would be farther apart, I think. They would be carrying something heavy, always, and there’d be a tremendous fight with a yoke they’d put on and tear off over and over.
I hope you have a wonderful, warm weekend.
Soon, n