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Just as cultures are linked by shared themes, a common history and customs, so we – each separately and all together – are linked by the common quality of the natural world: rivers, oceans, our environment, its forests and mountains. And stars. Man has gazed up at the stars since the birth of humanity. This is the origin of astrology, astronomy, the measurement of the seasons and the first steps of science. I believe there is no single experience in the world which tells us more than the vastness of space, and the innumerable heavenly bodies. And thus the stars form a bond between us all – regardless of country, nationality, regardless even of time.

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Philip Glass on the musical composition Orion

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"Dem Deutschen Volke"

Reichstag building after the sunset.

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"If you built yourself a myth

You'd know just what to give

What comes after this

Momentary bliss?

The consequence

Of what you do to me

Help me to name it

Help me to name it"

Myth from Bloom

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Cat on dry flowers

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Vagabon stopped by Amoeba Music in San Francisco for a shopping trip and a chat for Amoeba’s What’s in My Bag? series, in which she picks up music by Manu Dibango, Earl Sweatshirt, Janet Jackson, Nakibembe Embaire Group, The Friends of Distinction, Stevie Wonder, Lauryn Hill, Solange, Ali Farka Touré, and Aphex Twin.

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She feels that my sentimental side / Should be held with kids gloves / But she doesn't know / That I left my urge in the icebox

Leif Erikson, Interpol

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Feliz Natal!

Wesołych Świąt!

Merry Christmas!

Photo credit: Mourad Saadi

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40th celebrated in Vienna.

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Manet (...) made copies of 16th- and 17th-century art in order to master its strategies and roamed Paris, which was in a state of rapid change, probing the city's subtlest secrets. He became a flâneur - that new type of man about town later so profoundly analysed by Walter Benjamin. The flâneur accepts the workings of chance. Himself moving in his own irregular way, he is the observer of a world in constant flux. He is attentive but remains uninvolved at heart. He is unprejudiced and does not leap to judgemental conclusions.

In "Impressionist Art 1860-1920", ed. Ingo F. Walther, Taschen Bibliotheca Universalis, pp. 40-41

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Twitter and tiktok are like a coral reef

It’s loud and bright and productive and glamorous. It’s fast-paced and things cycle through the environment in hours. Everyone is trying to fight for their position in the food chain and stay Relevant. There are lots of pretty things to look at. If something gets Popular it has an impact on everything around it, for a brief time until the next big thing arrives. To an outside observer it’s chaos but to those involved it has order, reason, a Purpose.

Tumblr is like a deep-sea ecosystem.

Things are slow and weird. Memes bounce around for years and even decades. People exist in their little isolated hydrothermal vent communities of mutuals. Sometimes something big happens (suez canal, November 5th, Queen Lizzie kickin’ it) and we all gather around like a whale fall but for the most part we’re just snootling around in the sand doing whatever the fuck. Occasionally someone comes down and shines their flashlight around and immediately leaves and tells their friends about what freaky shit we have going on in the depths. We don’t care. We’re very busy talking about Our Friend Jonathan from a book published in the 1800s like worms slowly digesting the bones of a long-dead organism.