Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label books. Show all posts

Sunday, November 8, 2009

weddingbee flowers


Beautiful, beautiful. I don't plan on having a huge three-tier white cake at my wedding and I probably won't be overemphasizing pinks and yellows but I do love these flowers! Wouldn't they look great at a girly baby shower? Or is that just my crazed-baby-shower-planning-delirium shining through?? Maybe without the light pink roses... just bright poppies and the yellow flower balls and books! books! books!

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

booksbooksbeautifulbooks


It is obvious, I'm sure, that my philosopher and I love books.
In a lot of ways, he probably loves them more than me
but at a certain point the minute differences are irrelevant.

Our home will always be brimming with bookshelves and piles of books
and we'll continue building a library for as long as we can.

I come by it honestly for sure.
Growing up I thought everyone had a living room
decorated with floor to ceiling bookshelves
stacked two or three rows thick.

As I got older I came to realize
that, in fact, not everyone loves to be surrounded by books.
Weird. To each her own, I suppose but I can never escape the feeling
that a spine-less home is cold and empty.

It is just so strange to see bookshelves with huge gaps of open space
a paperweight here, maybe a coffee table book there, a couple of picture frames...

However, despite my love of books - particularly beautiful hardcovers -
I have been trying to reconcile my desire to emulate this (with a twist)
with the guilt and sadness I feel in taking a razor to a masterpiece.

I suppose it is about artistic endeavors...
you have to break an egg to make an omelet...
and so on and so forth...

We'll see if I really have it in me to follow through with my plans
for these lovely, dusty hardcovers I found at the Still Waters book sale this year.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

i didn't do it but i dug it


I've become fascinated with The Weathermen.
The Weather Underground in particular.
It's the philosopher's doing really.
He was thumbing through a book
contrasting the weathermen and the RAF
which inevitably led to an evening on the couch
watching The Weather Underground,
a documentary about the group.

You know how you can go through life
oblivious to various things in daily surroundings
until you suddenly come across some new information
or have a revelation of some kind
and then start noticing random things all over the place
connected to the new information or revelation in your life?

It happens to me all the time.

Anyway, a couple of days after seeing the documentary
L and I were browsing through books at Half Price.
Lo and behold, totally random, was Bill Ayer's book, Fugitive Days.

A couple days before and I probably wouldn't have noticed.

It is a seemingly strange idea that the weathermen pushed:
violence and bombings as irenic gestures.
But I get it. Honestly, learning more about the group,
and the way they operated, I think it makes sense.

It makes me think about V for Vendetta.
"If our own government was responsible
for the deaths of almost a hundred thousand people...
would you really want to know?"

And, perhaps more importantly, if you did know
that our government was responsible
for the grotesquely horrifying deaths of millions,
what would you do?

What options are left
when one small group has a monopoly on power,
when they don't allow any other voices to be heard?

Why is it that violence by the state is so often assumed to be
justified, legitimate, legal, and right
while violence from the fringes is assumed a priori to be
unjustified, illegitimate, illegal, and wrong?

The Weathermen bombed symbolic buildings
in retaliation for actions the U.S. government took.
They always explained the reason for the bombing and,
most importantly, they always made serious efforts
to have the buildings cleared before the bombs detonated -
an attempt to make sure people were not harmed or killed.

And yet.
They are given the label "terrorist",
burdened by the media's unceasing demands for apologies.

I don't know. I don't really believe they should apologize,
or be expected to. I'm no expert, but as far as I can tell,
the days of rage were among the most senseless of their actions.
It seems to me to be among the closest approximations of lived terrorism.
But... well... the police brutally beat the shit out of them in the process.
Where are the apologies from the men wielding nightsticks and guns?
Though the media insists on remorseful reminiscence,
I agree with Ayers on this one.

There is a lot of misinformation about the group out there.
Especially after Palin's accusation against Obama.
But research on the group supports Ayer's account.

You've heard the saying "treason is a matter of dates"...
I feel like this is pretty similar.

"The important questions, of course, remain unsettled: What does the dream of social justice ask of us? What are the obstacles to our humanity now? And how shall we live?

I can't quite imagine putting a bomb in a building today --
all of that seems so distinctly a part of then. But I can't imagine entirely dismissing the possibility, either. To say, We want justice, makes utter sense to me as it always has, but to add, But of course not by any means -- is, it seems to me, to put your neck right on the chopping block. As a tactic, perhaps, but as principle, no.

Say the unjust are particularly powerful, as they so often are in our world, and enforcing a wide range of painful social relations, and say they make it clear that any serious opponent will be jailed or shot. They insist on only "peaceful" protest, prescribed and entirely in-bounds, and they enforce that dictate with clubs and guns and rockets. They grant themselves a monopoly on power, an exclusive franchise on violence, and they use it. What then?"
Fugitive Days, 284-5.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

pretty paper and other things



The philosopher received a little gift in the mail yesterday from Amazon (read:mymom). What is it the philosopher loves to get more than anything else? Kisses? Close. But the answer is books. He's a voracious reader, that one. This time he received The Age of Wonder, a book concerned with the history of science. It actually looks really, really interesting! {Maybe I'll sneak in a few chapters before he gets a chance to cuddle down with it!}

Anyway, one of the most wonderful things about the book so far is the beautiful, beautiful dust jacket. The pictures online seriously do not do it justice. It is phenomenal... for a dust jacket anyway. In most ways it highlights the color scheme I'd like to incorporate into my wedding invitations... along with some greens and maybe some amethyst or papaya for kicks. I really wish I knew how they printed that gold. I've been asking around and I'm pretty sure that is not a letterpress possibility. But, if I can swing it, gold will make its way into the wedding invites (etc...) nonetheless!

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Je suis très cultivée.

I came home from class yesterday to a UPS man at the gate.
He had a nice little package from Amazon with my name on it.
I'll admit, it makes this whole test-every-other-day arrangement
much more bearable when my weekly routine is punctuated by
special packages, jamba juice, and sunny afternoons.

Also, as I've gotten into quite the foreign-language-kids-books-kick
I've been remembering the books in Spanish I read back in high school.
There are quite a few good ones cheaply available here in the US.
I think {this} might be my favorite.
But I love {this one} and {this one} and {this one} too!

Honestly, I think it is only a matter of time before the market
for kids books in foreign languages greatly expands.
After all, every one knows that
the best time to learn languages is during childhood.
Wouldn't it be great if kindergarten classrooms across the country
had story time in English, Spanish, French, Chinese, etc...?

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

silver lining part one

While going to my French class is miserably brutal and enduring multiple quizzes per week is not my idea of summer fun, there are quite a few great things about learning French. Not least of which is getting to read this book, and this book, and this book in a new language! Okay, maybe I'm not quite to that last one. But I can hold my own with The Giving Tree!

Plus, of course, there is always the food. Oh the food.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

wishes


This is happiness.
I love to give books to my nephews and nieces.
And I've developed a love of certain kids books in particular to give.
So earlier this week I got a package together for the new parents-to-be.
When I was trying to think of what to write for the message
this photo just kept popping into my head.
This is what I wish for them.
A kid running through the house with big balloons.
Smiling ear to ear, giggling like crazy along the way.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

stuff white people like


Have you seen this book by Christian Lander?
Some have found it offensive and stereotypical,
although it was written as a satire of a "particular kind of white person".
I was a little judgmental at first... I don't usually like race related humor.
I have to say though, the list is pretty funny.


A few things "white people like" of special note:
1. kitchen gadgets
2. taking a year off
3. girls with bangs
4. threatening to move to Canada
5. knowing what's best for poor people


Thanks to "Miss Bear Cub" over at WeddingBee for her post on the Kitchen Aid Mixer.