One of those weird issues that I devote my thinking time to is the intersection between values and architecture. So I was very excited when I came across a blog called Architecture and Morality (Thank you Marginal Revolution).
Unfortunately, the blog does not live up to its name as much as I would like. Most of Click Here to continue reading.
This week’s poem was written by Gerard Manley Hopkins and it is called God’s Grandeur. For some reason, it is the poem that came to mind when thinking about this week’s essay.
I am not Robert Frost’s biggest fan, but when I search my mind for a poem to go with this week’s essay and rant I could think of no better than The Self-seeker.
This week’s essay comes from the American Digest. To describe this essay would be to ruin it. It is sufficient to note that it is about one man’s thoughts on New York City and the place he now chooses to call home.
Though you would not know it by how infrequently I update my essay site, I have lots of subjects that I would like to write an essay about. Yet, on this blog I rarely touch upon those subjects about which I wish to write an essay because I am afraid of ruining the effect of Click Here to continue reading.
The poem of the week is the last of T.S Eliot’s Four Quartets and it is called ‘Little Gidding‘.
We continue working through Eliot’s Four Quartets with The Dry Salvages.
When I was writing an essay a while back, I came across this web site put out by Peter Bueschen that argued that Winslow Homer put hidden images in his paintings. Now I dismissed that idea out of hand at the time, but I just can’t get that idea out of my head.
On the Click Here to continue reading.
That’s the title of an article that ran recently (Tuesday, April 26, 2007, Personal Journal) in the Wall Street Journal. I’ve talked about this subject before; this article, written by Christina Binkley, basically said the same thing I did, in it’s own words.
We Americans have bitten off yet another tasty French concept, and chewed it Click Here to continue reading.
This week’s rant of the week has inspired me to choose T.S Eliot’s poem Buirnt Norton as poem of the week.