“In such a world of conflict, a world of victims and executioners, it is the job of thinking people, not to be on the side of the executioners.”- Camus
You Can Listen Here The twin towers of The Basilica of St. Francis are bounded by parks where, in this early spring, the cherry and cottonwood trees have begun to blossom. To the west, just behind the Church, sculptures of the Stations of the Cross form a circle in a small, pleasant, shaded oval. A garden wall separates it from the street. To enter, one must seek out the gate. This is where a […]
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You Can Listen Here Light moves faster than the eye can follow. James Turrell works in light. He creates spaces filled with light, both natural and artificial. He bathes his audiences in every shade. He immerses them in fluctuating arrays. That is how I first imagined Molly Bloom’s 36 page soliloquy – a fluid range of light of boundless tones. Language as light. Language felt upon the skin and as a direct infusion into the eye. I […]
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You Can Listen Here In Ulysses##, we meet a character who embodies multitudes. On June 16, 1904 , Leopold Bloom, a Jew in Catholic Dublin and thus an outsider by birth, disaffected from his wife and still mourning the death of his infant son years before and thus exiled from his home, wanders the city selling ads for a newspaper, buying soap, spying on others, and following and rescuing Stephen Dedalus, a lost son himself. Over […]
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You Can Listen Here Even this morning’s rain cannot dull the bird song rising from the strip of woods shielding the stream. It hovers above the trees and arrives across the 200 yards of the field in threads and slivers of specific calls. The dogs huddle in the mist like orphans from a Victorian melodrama. They are waiting to move, but I want another 30 seconds, another minute, just to listen to the end […]
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