Grimaldi as Clown, c. 1810
just learned that Clown was originally a stock character name.
Here he is incarnated by Joseph Grimaldi, the first one to play him dressed as a garish asshole and depicted as an "undisputed agent of chaos"
Grimaldi as Clown, c. 1810
just learned that Clown was originally a stock character name.
Here he is incarnated by Joseph Grimaldi, the first one to play him dressed as a garish asshole and depicted as an "undisputed agent of chaos"
This year's drought really hit us hard, can't wait for it to rain.
There's so much beauty in the world if we looked.
The curse of living in interesting times😅
Ramadan Vibes in Hargeisa
After waiting for the last 35 years to be recognised Israel was the first one to do it and that's something I and millions of the forgetting and ignored Somalilander are greatful for and will never forget it.
The book, And the Walls Became the World All Around, is stood upright on a table against a blank background. The cover is facing the camera.
We are delighted to announce that the winner of the Warwick Prize for Women in Translation 2025 is ‘And the Walls Became the World All Around’ by Johanna Ekström and Sigrid Rausing, translated from Swedish (Sweden) by Sigrid Rausing and published by @grantabooks.bsky.social !
You are most welcome
You are most welcome and if possible hope you discover this classic also😅😅
Sisters of the cross by alexei remizov
Its amazing how much my taste in books have changed from last year but after few months of being too busy to read am back and this week will be reading about Arman Hammer biography by Steve Weinberg.
Doctor Glas by Hjalmar Soderberg
Next up:
Every winter i have made it a rule to read and this one also
I 'My darling' My darling, here's how it starts, the eyes wide open, the red of burning cities, the trampled crops, and the tramp of boots going on for ever ... And men murder men: more easily, more calmly, and more than they do trees and calves. My darling, the tramp of these boots meant I lost my freedom, my bread and you in the massacre, but amidst the hunger, the darkness and the screams, I never lost faith in the days to come that would knock on our door with sunny hands.
sunny hands
Nâzim Hikmet, ‘My darling’, tr Richard McKane
Glad I left Twitter when it was apparent Elon would destroy it
Snap from the neighbourhood
man rolling rock up hill how it started how its going
Proust in Venice, 1900
Waiting for rain
"…and Magda Goebbels made a great strudel.”
this is, hands down, the best video I've seen on men's influencer content and it's not close either
Suddenly I began to find a strange meaning in old fairy tales; woods, rivers, mountains, became living beings; mysterious life filled the night…
~Ouspensky
My weekend book will try to tell what it is like to have nightmares when you are living under dictatorship.
The Third Reich of Dreams
The Nightmares of a Nation.
By Charlotte Brandt and translated by Damion Searls
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If life is ephemeral, the fact of having lived a life which is ephemeral is an eternal fact.
~Vladimir Jankélévitch
Fuck social media read books
First book to read in September with my 🐪 Milk
Our new baby Camel
Back to photography, i guess
"Sunday was the day that rebelled against him" - Ross Benjamin great here on Kafka's Sundays open.substack.com/pub/franzjou...