What's Up?

[Roshan]

Post photos etc. of what's up. I'll start.

Yesterday I went to the Y near the UN in my foliage shirt. I don't carry a regular smart phone that takes sharp photos (just a flip phone). but I had my laptop with me and I just learned how to upload an attachment from this new thread, so here it is.

I like how the sun is sitting on my shoulder peering through the tree and matching my scarf matching my shirt.

[-Sarah-]

When I arrived in Nashville yesterday afternoon, my stepdad and I wanted to hang out in the city for a bit before heading to Kentucky. And wow, downtown Nashville is boppin. It’s called the “Las Vegas of the South” and it did remind me of Fremont Street. The streets, restaurants, shops, and bars were filled with people. Party buses and tour buses were everywhere. Speaking of party buses, there was one bus filled with all drunk blondes wearing cowgirl hats and donning pink and black. A lot of the women downtown wore cut off shorts, cowgirl boots, and cowgirl hats, and I thought that was cute.



As we were leaving downtown to head to the Vanderbilt/west end area, we encountered a pro-choice march. I tried attaching a video of the march, but it wouldn’t let me so I’ll upload it to youtube and post it here later (as well as one of the party buses). Outside of downtown, it is a lot more relaxed. We only spent a few hours in Nashville so we didn’t get to see it in its entirety. When my stepdad went to college there in the 90s, he remembered it being more gritty and dangerous.

[Roshan]

I got an offer from The Rubin, our not even 20 year old museum of Buddhism that's four blocks away from the McBurney Y, for a free ticket so I went. I took the 4 pm slot. Everything is sIotted due to the plague sic. It was the first time I've been to a museum or gallery since it started. I like these kinds of paintings. They show the world as it is--infinitely complex but with patterns to it.



I like those paintings because they're so busy. I'm a Bokononist. “Busy, busy, busy, is what we Bokononists whisper whenever we think of how complicated and unpredictable the machinery of life really is.”.

I'm a Bokononist but I'm also a Catholic at heart, and as it happened I sat on the steps of a nearby church on the way back (after reconnoitering at the Housing Works thrift shop right across from The Rubin) just when people were going in. So I went in to what turned out to be the 5 p.m Sunday mass at what turned out to be The Church of St. Francis Xavier. I found it also to be quite busy, busy, busy.



It also turned out to be the day before the Feast of Saint Francis of Assisi so we were treated to a sermon on ecology and ecological justice. The songs were in English and Spanish, there was a call and response about social justice and anti-racism, and in the reminder to be tolerant they even sneaked in 'dialogue' about sexuality. It was younger and fuller than I would have expected. Not surprisingly, they are Jesuits. I will be going back to that church.

Then at the Sixth and B Garden right before I got home, there was something going on so I peeped in and it was a VERY good jazz fusion band called Chupacabras. I danced like a demon and commanded the shakti as I always have when not sucked in by asphyxiating pixelated rabbit holes but was disappointed I couldn't become a groupie because they're currently based in Virginia.

[e-ssam]

Someone thought it was a good idea to have a football pitch, a basketball court and a volleyball court right in front of the engineering building for recreational purposes.

[-Sarah-]

I really want to attend this event that's being held this upcoming Sunday:

https://www.facebook.com/events/4174154 ... %3Anull%7D

But the link to buy the tickets for it is broken and I messaged them about it.

Here's the description of the event:

Forgotten and famous at the same time, Austin Osman Spare (1886-1956) is now a cult figure, much mythologized since his death. Controversial enfant terrible of the Edwardian art world, Spare was hailed as a genius and a new Aubrey Beardsley, but instead, he fell out of the West End art scene and went underground, living in poverty and obscurity in South London. Absorbed in occultism and sorcery, voyaging into inner dimensions and surrounding himself with cats and familiar spirits, he continued to produce extraordinary art while developing a magical philosophy of pleasure, obsession, and the subjective nature of reality.

Phil Baker’s groundbreaking biographical study offers wide-ranging insights into Spare’s art, mind and world, reconnecting him with the mainstream art history that ignored him and exploring his parallel London; a bygone place of pub pianists, twentieth-century alchemists and gigantic owls. Richly readable and illuminating, it takes us deep into the strange inner world that this most enigmatic of artists inhabited, shedding new light while allowing just a few shadowy corners to flourish unspoiled.

Phil Baker's books include Austin Osman Spare, The Dedalus Book of Absinthe, a biography of Dennis Wheatley, The Devil is a Gentleman, and critical works on Samuel Beckett and William Burroughs. He lives in London.

ItViktor Wynd is an artist, author, lecturer, and impresario. He operates The Viktor Wynd Museum of Curiosities, Fine Art & Natural History as part of The Last Tuesday Society, which hosts London’s longest-running independent literary salon and has hosted over 500 lectures since 2005, from household names to unpublished obsessives.

It looks like I'll be attending a lot of Morbid Anatomy events.

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One of Spare's artwork was the album cover for Psychic TV's Allegory & Self, which is not surprising since Genesis P-Orridge is into the occult and founded Thee Temple ov Psychick Youth.

[Roshan]

I looked at Morbid Anatomy fb page. Check out this painter -Sarah-. He was an extraordinary morbid anatomist. I noticed something was fishy when I noticed the fish swimming to Marie Antoinette's vulva a couple of months ago. Look into him.



Also, yo tengo Catrinas.