Presidents Day Weekend 2018

Jim Bridwell Yosemite Legend is Dead at 73

Jim Bridwell, Mountaineering Maverick, Is Dead at 73 https://nyti.ms/2Bykz0V

Twins

Alan Hollinghurst, the British novelist, describes the progress of a skiff through an estuary like ours "Observe the progress of a skiff through an estuary, the “million-sided sunlight on water green as the woods above, a dazzle over weeded rocks, sudden dark drops below.”

The National - Mistaken for Strangers

Supermoon eclipse over Manhattan

Slipping and sliding

January thaw. Kids come out to play.

Issuma in Newfoundland

One thing or another has gotten in my way; so I haven't kept up with Richard Hudson's voyages on ISSUMA.  As is his wont Richard headed for high latitudes, often with ice in the environs.  The boat is wintering in Newfoundland while Richard appears to be based in his native Toronto.  So here are some shots.

Fishing Boat trailed by gulls

Trawler

Cox's Cove, not far from the French Islands of St. Pierre and Micquelon

Flowers Cove near the Strait of Belle Isle

Oops - remember to tie down your house

Mandatory fog and lighthouse shot

Birdland

Take Me to the River: Larry Braggs and the TOP Queens - Buenos Aires 2014

Take me to the river
Larry Braggs & the T.O.P. Queens

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah « LRB blog

The era of theAlan Ginsburg's Howl, the  East Village Other and The Fugs is evoked here by Alex Abramovich, an occasional contributor to the London Review of Books blog. - GWC

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah « LRB blog

by Alex Abramovich



Tuli Kupferberg and Ed Sanders met in New York City in 1962, in front of the Charles Theater, two blocks north of Tompkins Square Park. Kupferberg was selling issues of Birth, a mimeographed publication he’d started in the 1950s. Sanders, who’d just launched his own mimeographed magazine, knew a few things about him. ‘I’d seen his picture in a number of books,’ Sanders later recalled. ‘I learned a little bit later that he was the guy “who’d jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge”, as described in Howl. (Actually it was the Manhattan Bridge.) I later asked him why. He replied, “I wasn’t being loved enough.”’