From "Texas" by David Gates. the fiction selection in the New Yorker, Jan. 15 2008.
p. 53 "And he worked while listening to late Miles Davis, which sounded like Miró, and which used to be his lucky music. Fuck Rauschenberg: what he wanted, really, was to paint like Miró. That was the difference between him and Miró."
Saturday, January 20, 2018
Tuesday, January 2, 2018
Sentence of the Day
Elena Ferrante The Story of a New Name (English translation)
p. 436--My return to Naples was like having a defective umbrella that suddenly closes over your head in a gust of wind."
p. 436--My return to Naples was like having a defective umbrella that suddenly closes over your head in a gust of wind."
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