how strange to have a day "off" when it's a no-show of blizzard....
so in principle I am writing about Pascal ,but in fact, am scurrying about to find which is the perfect publisher for a book on Jon Schueler (such beautiful paintings of northern Scotland!dlay and I got to write about his present show at David Findlay Jr. gallery for the beloved Brooklyn Rail, I always love it), and not thinking about my seminar tomorrow in Translation/Adaptation, and then our panel of four on Translating Aesthetics, for Friday, with Josh Wilner and Wayne Koestenbaum and Alyson Waters and myself all unscripted and doing whatever we feel like -- my favorite kind of unplanned panel...
So much I want to read and write and see, and all these unseen exhibitions and the grand seen ones like the cubism Lauder gift, such fun going around with various friends to everything... that's New York, of course, even in the non-blizzard...
so in principle I am writing about Pascal ,but in fact, am scurrying about to find which is the perfect publisher for a book on Jon Schueler (such beautiful paintings of northern Scotland!dlay and I got to write about his present show at David Findlay Jr. gallery for the beloved Brooklyn Rail, I always love it), and not thinking about my seminar tomorrow in Translation/Adaptation, and then our panel of four on Translating Aesthetics, for Friday, with Josh Wilner and Wayne Koestenbaum and Alyson Waters and myself all unscripted and doing whatever we feel like -- my favorite kind of unplanned panel...
So much I want to read and write and see, and all these unseen exhibitions and the grand seen ones like the cubism Lauder gift, such fun going around with various friends to everything... that's New York, of course, even in the non-blizzard...
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