February 27, 2010


Pieter Bruegel the Elder

Painted 1562 with Archangel Michael in armour at its centre; his shield carries the red cross of Resurrection – symbol of Christ’s final triumph over evil. And with his impossibly long sword he beats down Satan and the host of rebellious angels, their precipitous fall emphasised by the tumbling figures, as if in a vortex of light emanating from the top of the painting. The rebel angels, having fallen, metamorphose into demons and grotesques – with Satan the dragon at Michael’s feet.

I love a good apocalyptic painting…

Thought for the Day

February 27, 2010

“We only control what we ultimately find ridiculous, only if we find the world and life upon it ridiculous can we get any further, there is no other, no better, method.”

Thomas Bernhard

“Old Masters: A Comedy”


February 27, 2010

Exactly what was love like?
Was it round or square,
Short or long or of a shape
One would be proud to wear?

I do not know, I only know,
So far its fold extends
That none who knew its shape can say
Where love begins or ends

Hagiwara Sakutarō

The Pit

February 25, 2010

Georg Ehrenfried Groß

Oil on canvas

Bruno Schulz

February 24, 2010

For those of you who FEEL that a simple tailor’s dummy should be treated with the same sensitivity, with the same compassion, as another human being.


February 24, 2010

You that have heard the heartbeat of the night,
you that have heard, in the long, sleepless hours,
a closing door, the rumble of distant wheels,
a vague echo, a wandering sound from somewhere:

you, in the moments of mysterious silence,
when the forgotten ones issue from their prison –
in the hour of the dead, In the hour of repose –
will know how to read the bitterness in my verses.
I fill them, as one would fill a glass, with all
my grief for remote memories and black misfortunes,
the nostalgia of my flower-intoxicated soul
and the pain of a heart grown sorrowful with fêtes;

with the burden of not being what I might have been,
the loss of the kingdom that was awaiting me,
the thought of the instant when I might not have been born
and the dream my life has been ever since I was!

All this has come in the midst of that boundless silence
in which the night develops earthly illusions,
and I feel as if an echo of the world’s heart
had penetrated and disturbed my own.



I was out walking with my 4-year-old daughter. She picked up something off of the ground and started to put it in her mouth. I took the item away from her and I asked her not to do that.

‘Why?’ my daughter asked.

‘Because it’s been on the ground; you don’t know where it’s been, it’s dirty, And probably has germs,’ I replied.

At this point, my daughter looked at me with total admiration and asked, ‘Mum, how do you know all this stuff? You are so smart.’

I was thinking quickly and replied, ‘All mums know this stuff. It’s on the Mum Test. You have to know it, or they don’t let you be a Mum.’

We walked along in silence for 2 or 3 minutes, but she was evidently pondering this new information.

‘Oh…..I get it!’ she beamed, ‘So if you don’t pass the test you have to be the dad.’

‘Exactly,’ I replied with a big smile on my face.

A Joke…

February 20, 2010

The Husband Store

A store that sells new husbands has opened in London, where a woman may go to choose a husband.

Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates:

You may visit this store ONLY ONCE! There are six floors and the value of the products increase as the shopper ascends the flights. The shopper may choose any item from a particular floor, or may choose to go up to the next floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!

So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband. On the first floor the sign on the door reads:-

Floor 1 – These men Have Jobs

She is intrigued, but continues to the second floor, where the sign reads:

Floor 2 – These men Have Jobs and Love Kids..

‘That’s nice,’ she thinks, ‘but I want more.’

So she continues upward. The third floor sign reads:

Floor 3 – These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, and are Extremely Good Looking….

‘Wow,’ she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going.

She goes to the fourth floor and the sign reads:

Floor 4 – These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop-dead Good Looking and Help With Housework.

‘Oh, God!’ she exclaims, ‘I can hardly stand it!’

Still, she goes to the fifth floor and the sign reads:

Floor 5 – These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop-dead Gorgeous, Help with Housework, and Have a Strong Romantic Streak.

She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor, where the sign reads:

Floor 6 – You are visitor 31,456,012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please…

Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store. (scroll and keep reading!)


To avoid gender bias charges, the store’s owner opened a New Wives store just across the street.

The first floor has wives that love sex.

The second floor has wives that love sex & have money & like beer.

The third, fourth, fifth and sixth floors have never been visited.

la partida

February 20, 2010

la-partida by Paco Pomet, oil on canvas.


“The backward spin of a number of black holes could create mysterious jets of plasma that control the fate of galaxies, scientists now suggest (…and climate change?).

At the heart of galaxies, astronomers have routinely detected what seem to be supermassive black holes millions to billions of times the mass of our sun. Roughly a hundredth of these giants spew out jets of plasma that extend out in opposite directions.”

See the full story HERE.