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pulse in his throat, at his chest rising and falling slowly, at the delicate shadows his eyelashes made when the sun finally reached them.
He murmured something and stirred. Not wanting to be caught looking at him, she looked the other way at the little grave wherever she looked, and here and there she saw a stand of trees so tall they seemed to be constructed rather than grown. Their straight trunks and dark green canopy seemed to defy distance, being so clearly visible at what must have been many miles away.
Closer, though, in fact, at the foot of the bluff, not more than a hundred yards away, there was a little pond fed by a spring coming out of the rock, and Lyra realized how thirsty she was.
She got up on shaky legs and walked slowly down toward it. The spring gurgled they'd dug the night before, just a couple of hand spans wide, where the bodies of the Chevalier Tialys and the Lady Salmakia now lay at rest. There was a flat stone nearby; she got up and prized it loose from the soil, and set it upright at the head of the grave, and then sat up and shaded her eyes to gaze across the plain.It seemed to stretch forever and ever. It was nowhere entirely flat; gentle undulations and little ridges and gullies varied the surface
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Frida Kahlo Girl with Death Mask
Frida Kahlo Girl with Death MaskPino Early MorningJean-Leon Gerome Pygmalion and Galatea
came pressing through the trees, and only the valiant ghosts were holding them back.
"Can you cut through?" said John Parry's ghost.
Will held up the knife, and had to stop as a racking bout of nausea shook him from head to toe. There was said Lyra, gasping.
In went the knife, along, down, back. Lee Scoresby's ghost looked through and saw a wide, quiet prairie under a brilliant moon, so very like his own he thought he'd been blessed.
Will leapt across the clearing and seized the nearest daemon while Lyra scooped up the other.
And even in that horrible urgency, even at that moment of utmost peril, each of them felt the same little shock of excitement: for Lyra was holding Will's daemon, the nameless nothing left in his stomach, and the spasm hurt dreadfully. Lyra beside him was in the same state. Lee's ghost, seeing why, leapt for the daemons and wrestled with the pale thing that was coming through the rock from behind them."Will, please...”
came pressing through the trees, and only the valiant ghosts were holding them back.
"Can you cut through?" said John Parry's ghost.
Will held up the knife, and had to stop as a racking bout of nausea shook him from head to toe. There was said Lyra, gasping.
In went the knife, along, down, back. Lee Scoresby's ghost looked through and saw a wide, quiet prairie under a brilliant moon, so very like his own he thought he'd been blessed.
Will leapt across the clearing and seized the nearest daemon while Lyra scooped up the other.
And even in that horrible urgency, even at that moment of utmost peril, each of them felt the same little shock of excitement: for Lyra was holding Will's daemon, the nameless nothing left in his stomach, and the spasm hurt dreadfully. Lyra beside him was in the same state. Lee's ghost, seeing why, leapt for the daemons and wrestled with the pale thing that was coming through the rock from behind them."Will, please...”
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Michelangelo Buonarroti The Creation of Adam
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Several times during the flight his little shadowy form had passed along behind the metal mesh, clearly visible to anyone who might the craft was nearly anchored, he made his way back through the skin of the cabin to the seats on the starboard side.
There were men passing through in both directions: crew members, technicians, priests. Many of their daemons were dogs, brimming with curiosity. On the other side of the aisle, Mrs. Coulter sat awake and silent, her golden daemon watching everything from have looked, if only they had turned their heads; but in order to hear what was happening, he had to come to a place where they could see him. The risk was unavoidable.He edged forward, listening hard through the roar of the engines, the thunder of the hail and sleet, the high-pitched singing of the wind in the wires, and the clatter of booted feet on metal walkways. The flight engineer called some figures to the pilot, who confirmed them, and Lord Roke sank back into the shadows, holding tight to the struts and beams as the airship plunged and tilted.Finally, sensing from the movement that
Several times during the flight his little shadowy form had passed along behind the metal mesh, clearly visible to anyone who might the craft was nearly anchored, he made his way back through the skin of the cabin to the seats on the starboard side.
There were men passing through in both directions: crew members, technicians, priests. Many of their daemons were dogs, brimming with curiosity. On the other side of the aisle, Mrs. Coulter sat awake and silent, her golden daemon watching everything from have looked, if only they had turned their heads; but in order to hear what was happening, he had to come to a place where they could see him. The risk was unavoidable.He edged forward, listening hard through the roar of the engines, the thunder of the hail and sleet, the high-pitched singing of the wind in the wires, and the clatter of booted feet on metal walkways. The flight engineer called some figures to the pilot, who confirmed them, and Lord Roke sank back into the shadows, holding tight to the struts and beams as the airship plunged and tilted.Finally, sensing from the movement that
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Andy Warhol Mao 1972
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The mulefa made many kinds of rope and cord, and Mary Malone spent a morning inspecting and testing the ones Atal's family had in their stores before choosing what she wanted. The principle of twisting and winding hadn't caught on in their world, so all the cords and ropes were braided; but they were strong and flexible, and Mary soon a mathematician who spent every weekend climbing among the trees. Mary had done a little rock climbing, and she'd listened avidly as he had talked about the techniques and equipment. She had decided to try it herself as soon as she had the chance. Of course she'd never expected to be climbing trees in another universe, and climbing solo didn't greatly appeal, either, but there was no choice about that. What she found exactly the sort she wanted.What are you doing? said Atal.The mulefa had no term for climb, so Mary had to do a lot of gesturing and roundabout explaining. Atal was horrified.To go into the high part of the trees?I must see what is happening, Mary explained. Now you can help me prepare the rope.Once in California, Mary had met
The mulefa made many kinds of rope and cord, and Mary Malone spent a morning inspecting and testing the ones Atal's family had in their stores before choosing what she wanted. The principle of twisting and winding hadn't caught on in their world, so all the cords and ropes were braided; but they were strong and flexible, and Mary soon a mathematician who spent every weekend climbing among the trees. Mary had done a little rock climbing, and she'd listened avidly as he had talked about the techniques and equipment. She had decided to try it herself as soon as she had the chance. Of course she'd never expected to be climbing trees in another universe, and climbing solo didn't greatly appeal, either, but there was no choice about that. What she found exactly the sort she wanted.What are you doing? said Atal.The mulefa had no term for climb, so Mary had to do a lot of gesturing and roundabout explaining. Atal was horrified.To go into the high part of the trees?I must see what is happening, Mary explained. Now you can help me prepare the rope.Once in California, Mary had met
Friday, January 16, 2009
Jack Vettriano The Sailor's Toy
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said. "Your daemon vanishes into the air, and you vanish under the ground."
"Then I want to take my daemon with me when I go to the land of the dead," she said firmly. "And I want to come back again. Has it ever been known, for people to do that?"
"Not for many us when it suited you... Oh, I can't trust you at all now! You said you'd help and we'd do it together, and now you want to stop us, you're the dishonest one, Tialys!"
"I wouldn't let a child of my own speak to me in the insolent, high-handed way you're speaking, Lyra, why I haven't thinking: he was going to say that this had gone too far, they must turn back, they were taking this foolishness to irresponsible lengths.
So she stepped in. "Excuse me," our land," she said, "like you do here, it would be easier, probably; but I think we're really lucky to find our way here, so's we could get your advice. And thank you very much for being so kind cheated out of their estate by a political enemy and thrown into prison. But they managed to escape by climbing down a rope with the baby Lyra in her father's arms, and they regained the family fortune, only
said. "Your daemon vanishes into the air, and you vanish under the ground."
"Then I want to take my daemon with me when I go to the land of the dead," she said firmly. "And I want to come back again. Has it ever been known, for people to do that?"
"Not for many us when it suited you... Oh, I can't trust you at all now! You said you'd help and we'd do it together, and now you want to stop us, you're the dishonest one, Tialys!"
"I wouldn't let a child of my own speak to me in the insolent, high-handed way you're speaking, Lyra, why I haven't thinking: he was going to say that this had gone too far, they must turn back, they were taking this foolishness to irresponsible lengths.
So she stepped in. "Excuse me," our land," she said, "like you do here, it would be easier, probably; but I think we're really lucky to find our way here, so's we could get your advice. And thank you very much for being so kind cheated out of their estate by a political enemy and thrown into prison. But they managed to escape by climbing down a rope with the baby Lyra in her father's arms, and they regained the family fortune, only
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Jack Vettriano Round Midnight
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she should get moving, with a leafy branch, to make sure the gas flowed evenly over the work piece.
Will was placed in charge of the fire, and Iorek spent several minutes directing him and making sure he understood the principles he was to use. So much depended on exact placement, and Iorek could not stop and correct each one; Will had to understand, and then he'd do it properly.
Furthermore, he , watching from high up. Even Pantalaimon was active, changing to a crow so he could flap his mustn't expect the knife to look exactly the same when it was mended. It would be shorter, because each section of the blade would have to overlap the next by a little way so they could be forged together; and the surface would have oxidized a little, despite the stone-gas, so some of the play of color would be lost; and no doubt the handle would be charred. But the blade would be just as sharp, and it would work.So Will watched as the flames roared along the resinous twigs, and with streaming eyes and scorched hands he adjusted each fresh branch till the heat was focused as Iorek wanted it.Meanwhile, Iorek himself was grinding and hammering a fist-sized stone, having rejected several until he found one of the right weight. With massive blows he shaped it and smoothed it, the cordite smell of smashed rocks joining the smoke in the nostrils of the two spies
she should get moving, with a leafy branch, to make sure the gas flowed evenly over the work piece.
Will was placed in charge of the fire, and Iorek spent several minutes directing him and making sure he understood the principles he was to use. So much depended on exact placement, and Iorek could not stop and correct each one; Will had to understand, and then he'd do it properly.
Furthermore, he , watching from high up. Even Pantalaimon was active, changing to a crow so he could flap his mustn't expect the knife to look exactly the same when it was mended. It would be shorter, because each section of the blade would have to overlap the next by a little way so they could be forged together; and the surface would have oxidized a little, despite the stone-gas, so some of the play of color would be lost; and no doubt the handle would be charred. But the blade would be just as sharp, and it would work.So Will watched as the flames roared along the resinous twigs, and with streaming eyes and scorched hands he adjusted each fresh branch till the heat was focused as Iorek wanted it.Meanwhile, Iorek himself was grinding and hammering a fist-sized stone, having rejected several until he found one of the right weight. With massive blows he shaped it and smoothed it, the cordite smell of smashed rocks joining the smoke in the nostrils of the two spies
Thomas Kinkade Deer Creek Cottage
Thomas Kinkade Deer Creek CottageThomas Kinkade Cobblestone BridgeThomas Kinkade Clearing Storms
know?" said Will, sitting up stiffly. "Have you been back through the window?"
"No. We talk through the lodestone resonator. I reported our conversation," Tialys said to Lyra, "to my commander, Lord Roke, and he has agreed that we should go with you to the bear, and that once you have , and after a few minutes he put his lodestone away and said, "I have told Lord Roke of our position, and they are sending a gyropter to bring us away as soon as you have spoken to your friend."
Will nodded. Lyra took no notice. Presently she sat up wearily and pulled on her socks and shoes, and they set off once more.
Another hour, and most of the valley it, because the air was very cold now, and then came something even better: a haunch of something that might have been goat. Iorek ate his meat raw, of course, but he spitted its joint on a sharp stick and laid it to roast across the fire for the two of them.
"Is it easy, hunting up in these mountains, Iorek?" she said.
"No. My people can't live here. I was wrong, but luckily so, since I found you. What are your plans now?"
know?" said Will, sitting up stiffly. "Have you been back through the window?"
"No. We talk through the lodestone resonator. I reported our conversation," Tialys said to Lyra, "to my commander, Lord Roke, and he has agreed that we should go with you to the bear, and that once you have , and after a few minutes he put his lodestone away and said, "I have told Lord Roke of our position, and they are sending a gyropter to bring us away as soon as you have spoken to your friend."
Will nodded. Lyra took no notice. Presently she sat up wearily and pulled on her socks and shoes, and they set off once more.
Another hour, and most of the valley it, because the air was very cold now, and then came something even better: a haunch of something that might have been goat. Iorek ate his meat raw, of course, but he spitted its joint on a sharp stick and laid it to roast across the fire for the two of them.
"Is it easy, hunting up in these mountains, Iorek?" she said.
"No. My people can't live here. I was wrong, but luckily so, since I found you. What are your plans now?"
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Paul Gauguin The Vision After the Sermon
Paul Gauguin The Vision After the SermonPaul Gauguin Spirit of the Dead WatchingPaul Gauguin Hail Mary
creatures who lived in the cold sea, they could see that they would soon starve if they stayed where they were; and being rational, they decided how they should respond. They would have to migrate to where there was snow and ice in plenty: they would go to the highest mountains, to the range that touched the sky, half a world away but unshakable, eternal, and deep in snow. From bears of the sea they would become bears of the mountains, for as long asHe told Will of how he and a few of his subjects had swum to the river mouth and it took the world to settle itself again."So you're not making war?" Will said."Our old enemies vanished with the seals and the walruses. If we meet new ones, we know how to fight.""I thought there was a great war coming that would involve everyone. Which side would you fight for in that case?""The side that gave advantage to the bears. What else? But I have some regard for a few among humans. One was a man who flew a balloon. He is dead. The other is the witch Serafina Pekkala. The third is the child Lyra Silvertongue. First, I would do whatever serves the bears. Second, whatever serves the child, or the witch, or avenges my dead comrade Lee Scoresby. That is why I will help you rescue Lyra Silvertongue from the abominable woman Coulter."
creatures who lived in the cold sea, they could see that they would soon starve if they stayed where they were; and being rational, they decided how they should respond. They would have to migrate to where there was snow and ice in plenty: they would go to the highest mountains, to the range that touched the sky, half a world away but unshakable, eternal, and deep in snow. From bears of the sea they would become bears of the mountains, for as long asHe told Will of how he and a few of his subjects had swum to the river mouth and it took the world to settle itself again."So you're not making war?" Will said."Our old enemies vanished with the seals and the walruses. If we meet new ones, we know how to fight.""I thought there was a great war coming that would involve everyone. Which side would you fight for in that case?""The side that gave advantage to the bears. What else? But I have some regard for a few among humans. One was a man who flew a balloon. He is dead. The other is the witch Serafina Pekkala. The third is the child Lyra Silvertongue. First, I would do whatever serves the bears. Second, whatever serves the child, or the witch, or avenges my dead comrade Lee Scoresby. That is why I will help you rescue Lyra Silvertongue from the abominable woman Coulter."
Paul Cezanne Card Players
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understand I am unhappy about my family, and very anxious to find them again, so I think I must move on, much as I would like to stay."
The priest pushed out his lips, in the thicket of his beard, and frowned; but then he shrugged and said, "Well, you shall go if you must. But before you leave, you must drink your vodka. Stand with me now! Take it, and down all in one, like this!"
He threw back the glass, swallowing it all at once, and then hauled his massive body up and stood very close to Will. In his fat, dirty fingers the glass he held out seemed tiny; but it was brimming with the clear spirit, and Will could smell the heady tang of the drink and the stale sweat and the food stains on the man's cassock, and he felt sick before he began.
"Drink, Will Ivanovitch!" began to intone a prayer or a psalm. Vapors of tobacco and alcohol and sweat came powerfully from him, and he was close enough for his thick beard, wagging up and down, to brush Will's face. Will held his breath.
The priest's hands moved behind Will's shoulders, and then Semyon Borisovitch was hugging him tightly and kissing his cheeks, right, left, right again. Will felt Balthamos dig tiny claws into his shoulder, and kept still. His head was swimming, his stomach lurching, but he didn't the priest cried, with a threatening heartiness.Will lifted the glass and unhesitatingly swallowed the fiery, oily liquid in one gulp. Now he would have to fight hard to avoid being sick.There was one more ordeal to come. Semyon Borisovitch leaned forward from his great height, and took Will by both shoulders."My boy," he said, and then closed his eyes and
understand I am unhappy about my family, and very anxious to find them again, so I think I must move on, much as I would like to stay."
The priest pushed out his lips, in the thicket of his beard, and frowned; but then he shrugged and said, "Well, you shall go if you must. But before you leave, you must drink your vodka. Stand with me now! Take it, and down all in one, like this!"
He threw back the glass, swallowing it all at once, and then hauled his massive body up and stood very close to Will. In his fat, dirty fingers the glass he held out seemed tiny; but it was brimming with the clear spirit, and Will could smell the heady tang of the drink and the stale sweat and the food stains on the man's cassock, and he felt sick before he began.
"Drink, Will Ivanovitch!" began to intone a prayer or a psalm. Vapors of tobacco and alcohol and sweat came powerfully from him, and he was close enough for his thick beard, wagging up and down, to brush Will's face. Will held his breath.
The priest's hands moved behind Will's shoulders, and then Semyon Borisovitch was hugging him tightly and kissing his cheeks, right, left, right again. Will felt Balthamos dig tiny claws into his shoulder, and kept still. His head was swimming, his stomach lurching, but he didn't the priest cried, with a threatening heartiness.Will lifted the glass and unhesitatingly swallowed the fiery, oily liquid in one gulp. Now he would have to fight hard to avoid being sick.There was one more ordeal to come. Semyon Borisovitch leaned forward from his great height, and took Will by both shoulders."My boy," he said, and then closed his eyes and
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Andy Warhol Oxidation
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folded the velvet over the alethiometer and put it into his rucksack. Securing it, he swung his father's heavy cloak around him against the rain and crouched where he was, looking steadily at the two shadows.
"Do you tell the truth?" he said.
"Yes."
"Then are you stronger than human beings, or weaker?"
"Weaker. You have true flesh, we have not. Still, you must come with us."
"No. If I'm and see them more clearly, but the rain filled his eyes.
"Come closer so I can see you," he said.
They approached, but seemed to become even more obscure.
"Shall I see you better in daylight?"
"No, worse. We are not of a high order among angels."stronger, you have to obey me. Besides, I have the knife. So I can command you: help me find Lyra. I don't care how long it takes, I'll find her first and then I'll go to Lord Asriel."The two figures were silent for several seconds. Then they drifted away and spoke together, though Will could hear nothing of what they said.Finally they came close again, and he heard:"Very well. You are making a mistake, though you give us no choice. We shall help you find this child."Will tried to pierce the darkness
"Well, if I can't see you, no one else will, either, so you can stay hidden
folded the velvet over the alethiometer and put it into his rucksack. Securing it, he swung his father's heavy cloak around him against the rain and crouched where he was, looking steadily at the two shadows.
"Do you tell the truth?" he said.
"Yes."
"Then are you stronger than human beings, or weaker?"
"Weaker. You have true flesh, we have not. Still, you must come with us."
"No. If I'm and see them more clearly, but the rain filled his eyes.
"Come closer so I can see you," he said.
They approached, but seemed to become even more obscure.
"Shall I see you better in daylight?"
"No, worse. We are not of a high order among angels."stronger, you have to obey me. Besides, I have the knife. So I can command you: help me find Lyra. I don't care how long it takes, I'll find her first and then I'll go to Lord Asriel."The two figures were silent for several seconds. Then they drifted away and spoke together, though Will could hear nothing of what they said.Finally they came close again, and he heard:"Very well. You are making a mistake, though you give us no choice. We shall help you find this child."Will tried to pierce the darkness
"Well, if I can't see you, no one else will, either, so you can stay hidden
Andy Warhol Oxidation
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folded the velvet over the alethiometer and put it into his rucksack. Securing it, he swung his father's heavy cloak around him against the rain and crouched where he was, looking steadily at the two shadows.
"Do you tell the truth?" he said.
"Yes."
"Then are you stronger than human beings, or weaker?"
"Weaker. You have true flesh, we have not. Still, you must come with us."
"No. If I'm and see them more clearly, but the rain filled his eyes.
"Come closer so I can see you," he said.
They approached, but seemed to become even more obscure.
"Shall I see you better in daylight?"
"No, worse. We are not of a high order among angels."stronger, you have to obey me. Besides, I have the knife. So I can command you: help me find Lyra. I don't care how long it takes, I'll find her first and then I'll go to Lord Asriel."The two figures were silent for several seconds. Then they drifted away and spoke together, though Will could hear nothing of what they said.Finally they came close again, and he heard:"Very well. You are making a mistake, though you give us no choice. We shall help you find this child."Will tried to pierce the darkness
"Well, if I can't see you, no one else will, either, so you can stay hidden
folded the velvet over the alethiometer and put it into his rucksack. Securing it, he swung his father's heavy cloak around him against the rain and crouched where he was, looking steadily at the two shadows.
"Do you tell the truth?" he said.
"Yes."
"Then are you stronger than human beings, or weaker?"
"Weaker. You have true flesh, we have not. Still, you must come with us."
"No. If I'm and see them more clearly, but the rain filled his eyes.
"Come closer so I can see you," he said.
They approached, but seemed to become even more obscure.
"Shall I see you better in daylight?"
"No, worse. We are not of a high order among angels."stronger, you have to obey me. Besides, I have the knife. So I can command you: help me find Lyra. I don't care how long it takes, I'll find her first and then I'll go to Lord Asriel."The two figures were silent for several seconds. Then they drifted away and spoke together, though Will could hear nothing of what they said.Finally they came close again, and he heard:"Very well. You are making a mistake, though you give us no choice. We shall help you find this child."Will tried to pierce the darkness
"Well, if I can't see you, no one else will, either, so you can stay hidden
Monday, January 12, 2009
Thomas Kinkade London At Sunset
Thomas Kinkade London At SunsetThomas Kinkade Hometown PrideThomas Kinkade HOMETOWN EVENING
The morning comes, the night decays, the watchmen leave their stations;
The grave is burst, the spices shed, the linen wrapped up;
The bones of death, the cov'ring clay, the sinews shrunk & dry'd
Reviving shake, inspiring move, breathing, awakening,
Spring like redeemed captives when their bonds & bars are burst.
Let the slave grinding at the mill run out into the field,
Let him look up into the heavens & laugh in the bright air;
Let the inchained soul, shut up in darkness and in sighing,
Whose face has never seen a smile in thirty weary years,
Rise and look out; his chains are loose, his dungeon doors are open;
And let his wife and children return from the oppressor's scourge.
They look behind at every step & believe it is a dream,
Singing: "The Sun has left his blackness & has found a fresher morning,
And the fair Moon rejoices in the clear & cloudless night;
For Pounding down the living. The factories are all lit up,
The chime goes unheard.
We are together at last, though far apart.Empire is no more, and now the Lion & Wolf shall cease." -from "America: A Prophecy" by William Blake O stars,isn't it from you that the lover's desire for the face of his beloved arises? Doesn't his secret insight into her pure features come from the pure constellations? -from "The Third Elegy" by Rainer Maria Rilke Fine vapors escape from whatever is doing the living. The night is cold and delicate and full of angels
-from "The Ecclesiast" by John Ashbery
The morning comes, the night decays, the watchmen leave their stations;
The grave is burst, the spices shed, the linen wrapped up;
The bones of death, the cov'ring clay, the sinews shrunk & dry'd
Reviving shake, inspiring move, breathing, awakening,
Spring like redeemed captives when their bonds & bars are burst.
Let the slave grinding at the mill run out into the field,
Let him look up into the heavens & laugh in the bright air;
Let the inchained soul, shut up in darkness and in sighing,
Whose face has never seen a smile in thirty weary years,
Rise and look out; his chains are loose, his dungeon doors are open;
And let his wife and children return from the oppressor's scourge.
They look behind at every step & believe it is a dream,
Singing: "The Sun has left his blackness & has found a fresher morning,
And the fair Moon rejoices in the clear & cloudless night;
For Pounding down the living. The factories are all lit up,
The chime goes unheard.
We are together at last, though far apart.Empire is no more, and now the Lion & Wolf shall cease." -from "America: A Prophecy" by William Blake O stars,isn't it from you that the lover's desire for the face of his beloved arises? Doesn't his secret insight into her pure features come from the pure constellations? -from "The Third Elegy" by Rainer Maria Rilke Fine vapors escape from whatever is doing the living. The night is cold and delicate and full of angels
-from "The Ecclesiast" by John Ashbery
Jack Vettriano The Runaways
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pulled the lever for Barack Obama, saying it was the first time he ever voted for a Democrat.
"I decided since I had read through the gospels at that point over 30 times, I wanted to know who best represented the fundamental teachings of Jesus, and I felt that he more than any other candidate represented the teachings of Jesus, so I voted for him," Dobson said.new study finds that dieters who keep a weight loss journal tend to lose twice as much weight as other dieters.(Getty/ABC News)
Dieters may be able to take solace in the fact that one of the most powerful weight-loss tools available may be as close as a pen and paper.
In a recent study by the Kaiser Permanente Center for health Research
Dobson's message to others heading into the new year is to start reading the Bible, which he acknowledged can be demanding.
"I would encourage people, whether you've ever read the Bible or not, begin reading the Bible, and just listen to what God has to say."
pulled the lever for Barack Obama, saying it was the first time he ever voted for a Democrat.
"I decided since I had read through the gospels at that point over 30 times, I wanted to know who best represented the fundamental teachings of Jesus, and I felt that he more than any other candidate represented the teachings of Jesus, so I voted for him," Dobson said.new study finds that dieters who keep a weight loss journal tend to lose twice as much weight as other dieters.(Getty/ABC News)
Dieters may be able to take solace in the fact that one of the most powerful weight-loss tools available may be as close as a pen and paper.
In a recent study by the Kaiser Permanente Center for health Research
Dobson's message to others heading into the new year is to start reading the Bible, which he acknowledged can be demanding.
"I would encourage people, whether you've ever read the Bible or not, begin reading the Bible, and just listen to what God has to say."
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Andy Warhol Ingrid with Hat
Andy Warhol Ingrid with HatAndy Warhol Flowers 1964Tom Thomson Woodland Waterfall
This is a great technique that creates both a new and unusual bit ofstimulation for her, and a delicious taste treat for you.Here's What You Need:One round sucker on a stick, any flavor.Here's How You Do It:Unwrap the sucker and put it in your mouth. Make sure that it iscompletely smooth, especially on the top. Sometimes you get an airbubble or other thumb and indexfinger. Press it against your woman's clitoris and use your two fingers tospin the sucker clockwise, then counterclockwise. Repeat this a fewtimes. Remember -- if it gets too dry, put it back in your mouth.Now combine the spinning of the sucker with some good, old-fashionedoral pleasuring. Your woman imperfection in the sucker that, as it dissolves, forms asharp edge. If you discover such an edge, discard that sucker and get afresh one.Get your woman naked. Have her lie on her back with her knees bentand legs slightly apart.Gently rub the sucker along the lips of her vagina. Use your mouth toremoisten the sucker as needed.Using your tongue, follow the path you've just traced with the sucker.Enjoy the flavor while you begin to arouse your woman.Put the sucker back in your mouth to remoisten.Hold the sucker in the middle of the stick with your
This is a great technique that creates both a new and unusual bit ofstimulation for her, and a delicious taste treat for you.Here's What You Need:One round sucker on a stick, any flavor.Here's How You Do It:Unwrap the sucker and put it in your mouth. Make sure that it iscompletely smooth, especially on the top. Sometimes you get an airbubble or other thumb and indexfinger. Press it against your woman's clitoris and use your two fingers tospin the sucker clockwise, then counterclockwise. Repeat this a fewtimes. Remember -- if it gets too dry, put it back in your mouth.Now combine the spinning of the sucker with some good, old-fashionedoral pleasuring. Your woman imperfection in the sucker that, as it dissolves, forms asharp edge. If you discover such an edge, discard that sucker and get afresh one.Get your woman naked. Have her lie on her back with her knees bentand legs slightly apart.Gently rub the sucker along the lips of her vagina. Use your mouth toremoisten the sucker as needed.Using your tongue, follow the path you've just traced with the sucker.Enjoy the flavor while you begin to arouse your woman.Put the sucker back in your mouth to remoisten.Hold the sucker in the middle of the stick with your
Friday, January 9, 2009
Andy Warhol Flowers, 1970 (Red, Yellow, Orange on Blue
Andy Warhol Flowers, 1970 (Red, Yellow, Orange on BlueAndy Warhol Flowers Yellow, Lilac, PurpleAndy Warhol Flowers Red 1964
Here's a terrific position that heightens the stimulation of the top portionof your woman's vagina.Here's What You Need:Just the two of you.Here's How You Do It:Get your woman naked. You, too.Sit up in the bed with your legs extended in front of you.Have your woman kneel above you, straddling your lap. Then, lower What are you going to do when the Captain goes overboard? You'vegot to rescue him, right?Here's What You Need:One wintergreen or peppermint breath mint with a hole.Here's How You Do It:Put the mint in your mouth and give it a couple of minutes to partiallydissolve. In the meantime, get you woman naked. Have her lie on herherdown until you are inside of her.Now have your woman lean all the way back until her head is resting onyour legs or ankles. Her knees should be bent so that her feet areunderneath her buttocks.You're not going to be able to thrust yourself into her with the same forceyou can achieve from, say, the missionary position. But the thrusts youdo provide will be magnified in their intensity based on the angle atwhich you are entering her.PAGE
Here's a terrific position that heightens the stimulation of the top portionof your woman's vagina.Here's What You Need:Just the two of you.Here's How You Do It:Get your woman naked. You, too.Sit up in the bed with your legs extended in front of you.Have your woman kneel above you, straddling your lap. Then, lower What are you going to do when the Captain goes overboard? You'vegot to rescue him, right?Here's What You Need:One wintergreen or peppermint breath mint with a hole.Here's How You Do It:Put the mint in your mouth and give it a couple of minutes to partiallydissolve. In the meantime, get you woman naked. Have her lie on herherdown until you are inside of her.Now have your woman lean all the way back until her head is resting onyour legs or ankles. Her knees should be bent so that her feet areunderneath her buttocks.You're not going to be able to thrust yourself into her with the same forceyou can achieve from, say, the missionary position. But the thrusts youdo provide will be magnified in their intensity based on the angle atwhich you are entering her.PAGE
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Andy Warhol Guns
Andy Warhol GunsAndy Warhol Gun 1982Andy Warhol Gun 1981-82
The mix includes several pharmaceutical companies such as Eli Lilly and Co (LLY.N: Quote, Profile, Research), Pfizer Inc (PFE.N: Quote, Profile, Research), Wyeth (WYE.N: Quote, Profile, Research) and Johnson & Johnson (JNJ.N: Quote, Millen said that in latest crop of earnings reports, companies deriving earnings from overseas sources will have an edge.
"Any company that is largely depending on their revenues coming exclusively from the U.S. is subject to potential earnings warnings going forward," he said.
The Dow Jones industrial average (.DJI: Quote, Profile, Research) finished the Profile, Research).Bob Millen, co-manager of The Jensen Portfolio, a Portland, Oregon-based mutual fund, said that, rather than actual earnings for the recently completed third quarter, companies' forecasts of future profits will be more crucial."I think what is probably going to move the market more is how many companies lower their earnings expectations going forward," he said. "If there are a significant number of them, I don't think the market will treat that very kindly."
The mix includes several pharmaceutical companies such as Eli Lilly and Co (LLY.N: Quote, Profile, Research), Pfizer Inc (PFE.N: Quote, Profile, Research), Wyeth (WYE.N: Quote, Profile, Research) and Johnson & Johnson (JNJ.N: Quote, Millen said that in latest crop of earnings reports, companies deriving earnings from overseas sources will have an edge.
"Any company that is largely depending on their revenues coming exclusively from the U.S. is subject to potential earnings warnings going forward," he said.
The Dow Jones industrial average (.DJI: Quote, Profile, Research) finished the Profile, Research).Bob Millen, co-manager of The Jensen Portfolio, a Portland, Oregon-based mutual fund, said that, rather than actual earnings for the recently completed third quarter, companies' forecasts of future profits will be more crucial."I think what is probably going to move the market more is how many companies lower their earnings expectations going forward," he said. "If there are a significant number of them, I don't think the market will treat that very kindly."
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Jack Vettriano The Billy Boys
Jack Vettriano The Billy BoysJack Vettriano Private DancerJack Vettriano Mad Dogs
You can go to nexus of all research companies - Morningstar - and still the report they give you will not tell you the whole true story. I have recently been told that Morningstar is about 6 months behind in the posting of their material. .
For some time the Securities and Exchange Commission (SEC) has been looking into recommendations by in-house analysts of brokerage firms who have made Initial Public Offerings. These analysts should keep their mouths shut. Can you imagine any analyst keeping his job if he should happen to tell the truth about a stock his company was pushing? Those beautiful full color reports from your broker belong in the wastebasket.Maybe and maybe not, but it doesn't make any difference if the facts they are reporting are lies. This not to fault Morningstar as they are merely a conduit of information.There should be a lot of good things happen as a result of the bankruptcy of Enron. The duplicity of Arthur Andersen is despicable. They were acting both as consultants and auditors. The consultants were telling the company what to do and how to get away with it and the auditors were rubber stamping their actions. It's like have the fox guard the hen house
You can go to nexus of all research companies - Morningstar - and still the report they give you will not tell you the whole true story. I have recently been told that Morningstar is about 6 months behind in the posting of their material. .
For some time the Securities and Exchange Commission (SEC) has been looking into recommendations by in-house analysts of brokerage firms who have made Initial Public Offerings. These analysts should keep their mouths shut. Can you imagine any analyst keeping his job if he should happen to tell the truth about a stock his company was pushing? Those beautiful full color reports from your broker belong in the wastebasket.Maybe and maybe not, but it doesn't make any difference if the facts they are reporting are lies. This not to fault Morningstar as they are merely a conduit of information.There should be a lot of good things happen as a result of the bankruptcy of Enron. The duplicity of Arthur Andersen is despicable. They were acting both as consultants and auditors. The consultants were telling the company what to do and how to get away with it and the auditors were rubber stamping their actions. It's like have the fox guard the hen house
Monday, January 5, 2009
Andy Warhol Mao 1972
Andy Warhol Mao 1972Andy Warhol Jackie 1964Andy Warhol Flowers 1970
machine skimming over the ground or shooting up to the ceiling. Other Blue Children unfolded maps and plans, or opened great big books, or uncovered azure statues, or brought enormous flowers and gigantic fruits that seemed "In fifty-three years, four months and nine days." Next came two Blue Children bending under the weight of a pole from which was slung a bunch of grapes each larger than a pear.
"A bunch of pears!" cried Tyltyl.
"No, they are grapes," said the Child. "They will all be like that when I am thirty: I have found the way ...."
Tyltyl would have loved to taste them, but another Child came along almost made of sapphires and turquoises. Our little friends stood with their mouths wide open and their hands clasped together: they thought themselves in paradise. Mytyl bent over to look at a huge flower and laughed into its cup, which covered up her head like a hood of blue silk. A pretty Child, with dark hair and thoughtful eyes, held it by the stalk and said, proudly: "The flowers will all grow like that, when I am on earth!" "When will that be?" asked Tyltyl.
machine skimming over the ground or shooting up to the ceiling. Other Blue Children unfolded maps and plans, or opened great big books, or uncovered azure statues, or brought enormous flowers and gigantic fruits that seemed "In fifty-three years, four months and nine days." Next came two Blue Children bending under the weight of a pole from which was slung a bunch of grapes each larger than a pear.
"A bunch of pears!" cried Tyltyl.
"No, they are grapes," said the Child. "They will all be like that when I am thirty: I have found the way ...."
Tyltyl would have loved to taste them, but another Child came along almost made of sapphires and turquoises. Our little friends stood with their mouths wide open and their hands clasped together: they thought themselves in paradise. Mytyl bent over to look at a huge flower and laughed into its cup, which covered up her head like a hood of blue silk. A pretty Child, with dark hair and thoughtful eyes, held it by the stalk and said, proudly: "The flowers will all grow like that, when I am on earth!" "When will that be?" asked Tyltyl.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Andy Warhol Flowers Red 1964 painting
Andy Warhol Flowers Red 1964 paintingAndy Warhol Fiesta Pig paintingAndy Warhol dollar sign black and yellow on red painting
Why, it means that one's no longer alive!" said Tyltyl. Grandad and Granny only shrugged their shoulders:
"How stupid the Living are, when they speak of the Others!" was all they said.
And they went over their memories again, rejoicing in being able to chat.
All old people love discussing old times. The future is finished, as far as they are concerned; and so they delight in the present clock with the big hand which I broke the point off and the hole which I made in the door, the day I found Grandad's gimlet..."
"Yes, you've done some damage in your time!" said Grandad. "And there's the plum-tree which you were so fond of climbing, when I wasn't looking."
Meantime, Tyltyl was not forgetting his errand: and the past. But we are growing impatient, like Tyltyl; and, instead of listening to them, we will follow our little friend's movements. He had jumped off Granny's knees and was poking about in every corner, delighted at finding all sorts of things which he knew and remembered: "Nothing is changed, everything is in its old place!" he cried. And, as he had not been to the old people's for so long, everything struck him as much nicer; and he added, in the voice of one who knows, "Only everything is prettier!... Hullo, there's the
Why, it means that one's no longer alive!" said Tyltyl. Grandad and Granny only shrugged their shoulders:
"How stupid the Living are, when they speak of the Others!" was all they said.
And they went over their memories again, rejoicing in being able to chat.
All old people love discussing old times. The future is finished, as far as they are concerned; and so they delight in the present clock with the big hand which I broke the point off and the hole which I made in the door, the day I found Grandad's gimlet..."
"Yes, you've done some damage in your time!" said Grandad. "And there's the plum-tree which you were so fond of climbing, when I wasn't looking."
Meantime, Tyltyl was not forgetting his errand: and the past. But we are growing impatient, like Tyltyl; and, instead of listening to them, we will follow our little friend's movements. He had jumped off Granny's knees and was poking about in every corner, delighted at finding all sorts of things which he knew and remembered: "Nothing is changed, everything is in its old place!" he cried. And, as he had not been to the old people's for so long, everything struck him as much nicer; and he added, in the voice of one who knows, "Only everything is prettier!... Hullo, there's the
Friday, January 2, 2009
Peeters Long Lake Trail
Peeters Long Lake TrailPeeters Litchfield ArborPeeters Lancaster GlenPeeters Lakeside retreat
This beautiful ($800), but it's all you need to create a mobile disco. The Pacemaker has two digital "decks" that let you scratch, bend and tweak your tunes to create a party and sell tickets. It comes with extensive mixing functionality, allowing you to change the pitch and cross=fade, and it has 120-GB hard drive.Shy guest coming to your New Year's Eve party? Rent this booth so they can party in private -- sort of. Los Angeles-based artist Nick Rodrigues has created an iPod-shaped booth called Porta-Party that you can walk into. Shut the door, crank up the and start grooving. The best part is the exhibitionist aspect: The iPod-like screen on the booth shows a video of what's happening inside. Get ready to put on a show!
Soundproof MicrophoneClearly karaoke is not your thing. That's why you may want to put a bag over your head when you sing, or do the digital equivalent of it and get a soundproof microphone. This rather uncool-looking device muffles your singing and lets you belt out Ricky Martin's "She Bangs" without letting everyone know you're more like William Hung.
Porta-Party
This beautiful ($800), but it's all you need to create a mobile disco. The Pacemaker has two digital "decks" that let you scratch, bend and tweak your tunes to create a party and sell tickets. It comes with extensive mixing functionality, allowing you to change the pitch and cross=fade, and it has 120-GB hard drive.Shy guest coming to your New Year's Eve party? Rent this booth so they can party in private -- sort of. Los Angeles-based artist Nick Rodrigues has created an iPod-shaped booth called Porta-Party that you can walk into. Shut the door, crank up the and start grooving. The best part is the exhibitionist aspect: The iPod-like screen on the booth shows a video of what's happening inside. Get ready to put on a show!
Soundproof MicrophoneClearly karaoke is not your thing. That's why you may want to put a bag over your head when you sing, or do the digital equivalent of it and get a soundproof microphone. This rather uncool-looking device muffles your singing and lets you belt out Ricky Martin's "She Bangs" without letting everyone know you're more like William Hung.
Porta-Party
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