Monthly Archives: May 2018

The Power of Art?

I just learned that artist Robert Indiana has died. He was 89, and although he had a lengthy career, he is most associated with his mid-60s work Love: The work has been reproduced in both two- and three-dimensional forms (including on … Continue reading

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In Which a Grocery Run Turns Old Testament

I was picking a couple of things up this morning at the non-Wal-Mart supermarket — I tend to split my business anyway, and things are frequently quicker at Food Lion — and as I was headed to pick up some … Continue reading

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In Which the Prof Serves as a Gentleman, a Scholar, and a Dork

(Not necessarily in that order.) I spent yesterday in Real City, doing a variety of things, culminating in a visit to the Berries’ former haunt of Art Bar to see contemporary garage faves the Woggles. But I’ll get to that … Continue reading

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Stage Movements

“I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world[.]” — Richard II, from the play of that name, Act V, scene 5. *** A couple of evenings ago, I received an automatically generated … Continue reading

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Bad News from an Old Hometown

I learned last night that a high school classmate and former bandmate, Kevin Black, was found dead at his home yesterday. Details are sketchy — apparently he had complained of respiratory issues earlier in the week, but had not seen … Continue reading

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Poetry Corner: Discovery? Recovery?

I tell my students on a regular basis that part of being a medievalist is realizing how much stuff you’re simply never going to know — the information is lost to devouring time. It requires a certain level of humility, … Continue reading

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Messages in Bottles

Life has a way of bringing people together and apart in ways we might not expect. Events and experiences, both good and bad, connect us, and when you find people who share your commonalities — whether positive or negative — … Continue reading

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