Saturday, August 15, 2015
Saturday, July 4, 2015
Vancouver Public Arts
Friday, May 1, 2015
Only connect...
That’s what E.M. Forster said on the first page in Howards End.
And at the Introduction by Benjamin DeMott… “the only living novelist who can be read again and again and who, after each reading, give me… the sensation of having learned something.”
E.M. Forster is not the easiest author to adapt to the screen as so much is left unsaid. The plot itself was always of secondary import to Forster, a Fabian who truly was a social commentator.
It’s bluebells season in Vancouver now! Remind me so much about a scene in the 1992 film Howards End by Ivory and Merchant when Samuel West character Leonard Bast walking right out of London into a bluebells wood.
I learned to love the bluebells.
Edward Morgan Forster January 1, 1879 — June 7, 1970
Sunday, April 12, 2015
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
love maps
Sunday, February 15, 2015
Hans Blomquist
I once had had a thought
About a thought I once had had
About whether it was natural
For nature to seem so natural,
Whether there was a Man in the Sun
Who steadied the sun with levers,
Pulleys, and gears, and if so whether
He ever managed not to be there ...
—Rowan Ricardo Philips
Sunday, January 25, 2015
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