Harry Styles performing at the Grammy’s
Aouatif Saadi, Sokhna Niane By Alex Huanfa Cheng For Vogue Russia May 2021
I wrote about the Meghan Markle anti-fandom for Refinery29 UK
img: Harry and Meghan on Christmas Day 2017 (cropped).jpg" by Mark Jones is licensed under CC BY 2.0
I reviewed the Ekow Eshun-curated group show at Lisson Gallery 'An Infinity of Traces' for Frieze
img: still from Evan Ifekoya's Disco Breakdown via Lux
Leopardi (2014)
films without faces: Maurice (1987, dir. James Ivory, cinematography by Pierre Lhomme)
*peeks out from behind door*
I don’t think there should ever be a screen adaptation of The Secret History because it will never be as good as it is in our heads
*runs away*
I read Medea by Euripides and (re)read Sophocles’ Oedipus Rex for the first time since secondary school. I’d been reading Herodotus’ The Histories but I got bored after Book One. It’s six books, I don’t want to slog through that many pages of a book I’m no longer excited about, just to be able to say that I read it. But I have no doubt I will be dipping in from time to time.
Anyway, Medea. I. Loved. It.
“Let no one think of me as humble or weak or passive; let them understand I am of a different kind: dangerous to my enemies, loyal to my friends.”
I read most of it out loud. Thrilling. Horrifying. Enthralling. Hell hath no fury indeed. I’ve noticed, as I move chronologically through the Classical period, the plays get better and better. There’s a greater sense of story, character comes across quicker in far fewer words too.
On Oedipus the King
“The truth is what I cherish / and that’s my strength”
It made me think of secondary school. I enjoyed it. It did however, seem to radiate the rules of tragedy a bit more than Medea, if you get what I mean? I was very aware of the formula.
Back to the pre-Socratic philosophers.
img: Medea (1868) by Frederick Sandys, courtesy Birmingham Museums Trust via Art UK
Glenn Gould — Handwritten notes on working score from Bach’s Goldberg Variations
Valeriya Lakrisenko
I'm divinely protected, I'm a Baby Girl and nobody can beat me up.
Kelechi Okafor
My first crush
R.I.P Christopher Plummer
Christopher Plummer in The Sound of Music, 1965
Finished reading Prometheus Bound, Antigone and Ajax. I’m now reading Herodotus’ The Histories. I’m also reading 4 other books for work so... phew.
I really enjoyed Prometheus Bound. Aeschylus’ Prometheus is a fascinating character and I’d like to re-read Madeline Miller’s Circe one day to see if her portrayal of him was inspired by this play because I can’t quite remember how she wrote him. Do I like Prometheus? I can’t lie, I did enjoy his defiance. It wasn’t really a grandiose martyrdom in a way because he didn’t actually think he would die. But I like talkers, characters who argue, characters who -- as my mum would say -- have a key for every lock. I can definitely understand why the Romantics were preoccupied with him.
The Histories is about 600 pages, so that’s going to take me a while
img: Detail from Peter Paul Reubens Prometheus Bound
