My Little Corner of the World

These illustrations are part of a project by James Gulliver Hancock to capture all the buildings in New York. He's made a decent start, as you can see if you check out his blog. I've been feeling quite nostalgic about New York as I make preparations to leave it on a new adventure, so I was delighted by them.

No time to be too nostalgic though, as I have a hectic few weeks coming up. And now, for your listening pleasure, "My Little Corner of the World" by Yo La Tengo.

Amatuers look for inspiration

Via the Pace Gallery Blog.

Thoughts Abhor Tights

Cindy Sherman, Untitled Film Still #14, 1978

Umberto Eco wrote about the sensation of tight jeans in 1976. As he tends to do, he takes it to a different place that you might expect, exploring how our clothing directs our consciousness and behavior. For women, this might ring especially true.

"The jeans didn’t pinch, but they made their presence felt…. As a result, I lived in the knowledge that I had jeans on, whereas normally we live forgetting that we’re wearing undershorts or trousers. I lived for my jeans, and as a result I assumed the exterior behavior of one who wears jeans. In any case, I assumed a demeanor… I discussed it at length, especially with consultants of the opposite sex, from whom I learned what, for that matter, I had already suspected: that for women experiences of this kind are familiar because all their garments are conceived to impose a demeanor—high heels, girdles, brassieres, pantyhose, tight sweaters....

Cindy Sherman, Untitled Film Still # 15

But the problem of my jeans led me to other observations. Not only did the garment impose a demeanor on me; by focusing my attention on demeanor, it obliged me to live towards the exterior world…I thought about the relationship between me and my pants, and the relationship between my pants and me and the society we lived in. I had achieved heteroconsciousness, that is to say, an epidermic self-awareness.


I realized then that thinkers, over the centuries, have fought to free themselves of armor. Warriors lived an exterior life, all enclosed in cuirasses and tunics; but monks had invented a habit that, while fulfilling, on its own, the requirements of demeanor (majestic, flowing, all of a piece, so that it fell in statuesque folds), it left the body (inside, underneath) completely free and unaware of itself. Monks were rich in interior life and very dirty, because the body, protected by a habit that, ennobling it, released it, was free to think, and to forget about itself… And when even the intellectual must dress in lay armor (wigs, waistcoats, knee breeches) we see that when he retires to think, he swaggers in rich dressing-gowns, or in Balzac’s loose, drolatique blouses.

Cindy Sherman, Untitled Film Still

But if armor obliges its wearer to live the exterior life, then the age-old female spell is due also to the fact that society has imposed armors on women, forcing them to neglect the exercise of thought. Woman has been enslaved by fashion not only because, in obliging her to be attractive, to maintain an ethereal demeanor, to be pretty and stimulating, it made her a sex object; she has been enslaved chiefly because the clothing counseled for her forced her psychologically to live for the exterior. And this makes us realize how intellectually gifted and heroic a girl had to be before she could become, in those clothes, Madame de Sevigne, Victoria Colonna, Madame Curie, or Rosa Luxemburg."


— Umberto Eco, "Lumbar Thought," Travels in Hyperreality, 1976

My bout...

Raymond Pettibon

with depression lasted 5 chambers.