I bought the final Tin Tin book "Tin Tin and Alph-Art," in which Herge explores chicanery in the modern art world. The drawings are simple sketches, quite compelling--although they are not the finished colored images one is used to nor is the story complete. However there are some fascinating notes made by Herge suggesting its possible directions.

Intriguingly out of character is the suggested plotline in which Capt. Haddock turns "artsy" and makes Marlinspike a hangout for his eccentric new friends, takes up the guitar, exhibits modern art...

18th Avenue, Booklyn, NYC, late October, 2010

What is a "fine art" photograph (as opposed to a "vernacular" photograph)?

The distinction is based upon context of presentation more than aesthetics.

While a professional photographer has greater technical ability than an amateur, there's a more level technical playing field than is the case with painting, for example.

A tourist snapshot can be more interesting than a professional photograph of a similar scene, provided the snapshot contains an interesting image.

Admittedly, these thoughts are neither original or profound. Just jotting them down!

I have followed the unfolding story about the discovery by one Rick Norsigian of the supposed Ansel Adams glass plates--and watched his claims steadily dissolve.

Now there is news about the discovery of a long lost Michelangelo pieta painting.

Unlike the Norsigian plates, there does seem to be reasonable hope for it. Actually I was struck by the painting.

The problem with these breathless media-fed art discovery stories: the focus is primarily on the putative money involved.

About a week or so ago I borrowed a book of Hemingway's complete short stories from the library. By coincidence around the same time I pulled off our shelf our old copy of The Stranger by Camus.

As I began reading both at once it struck me that the elegiac tone of both writers seemed quite similar.

I recently recalled an incident involving Jerry Rosen. This was back not much after my first meeting him in the early 70s.

Jerry told me to watch an interview with him to be broadcast on local television.

Watching it I remember being stunned because he was simply speaking the heartfelt and whole truth--which differed diametrically from normal television speak. Normal television speak is a skein of fabrications, more or less. Normal television speak doesn't inolve giving voice to the reality of American life.

It is the first and perhaps last time I've ever witnessed someone being truthful on television.

I may have spoken too soon when (earlier post) I noted how limited is our diet.

Actually, we've recently added a new dish to our repertoire: tacos.

Each taco consists of 1 Mexican corn tortilla, red kidney beans (made from the dry beans, not canned), avocado pieces, hacked white meat chicken, salsa and yogurt.

The salsa is probabaly the magic ingredient. It's Bonnie's own recipe mixing tomato, onion, spices, cucumber...

These tacos are incredibly good. Eating them is perfect for either forgetting one's woes or celebrating something positive.