Saturday, October 11, 2008

Lyric of the week

"Silent All These Years" - Tori Amos

Excuse me but can I be you for a while
My dog won't bite if you sit real still
I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin' at me again
Yeah I can hear that
Been saved again by the garbage truck
I got something to say you know
But nothing comes
Yes I know what you think of me
You never shut-up
Yeah I can hear that

But what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These Years

So you found a girl
Who thinks really deep thougts
What's so amazing about really deep thoughts
Boy you best praya that I bleed real soon
How's that thought for you
My scream got lost in a paper cup
You think there's a heaven
Where some screams have gone
I got 25 bucks and a cracker
Do you think it's enough
To get us there

Cause what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These...

Years go by
Will I still be waiting
For somebody else to understand
Years go by
If I'm stripped of my beauty
And the orange clouds
Raining in head
Years go by
Will I choke on my tears
Till finally there is nothing left
One more casualty
You know we're too easy Easy Easy

Well I love the way we communicate
Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape
Let's hear what you think of me now
But baby don't look up
The sky is falling
Your mother shows up in a nasty dress
It's your turn now to stand where I stand
Everybody lookin' at you here
Take hold of my hand
Yeah I can hear them

But what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice [x3]

And it's been here
Silent All These Years
I've been here
Silent All These Years

Sunday, October 05, 2008

Quote of the Week







"Our opponent is an alien starship packed with atomic bombs. We have a protractor."

- Fraa Erasmas from Neal Stephenson's Anathem



Glass

Yesterday we took our exchange student Nils to see the glass museum in Corning.

Of course we wandered about and saw the exhibits and the gift shops, and Jocelyn got me a snifter I am planning to leave at the Bug Jar, where they don't have snifters and always serve my Grand Marnier in an on-the-rocks glass.

Among the exhibits, some of those I remember:

A bit of Chihuly, looking (as usual) like a living anemone. We are very familiar with his style, having seen an exhibition in Chicago where his pieces were exhibited interspersed with plants in their botanical gardens (conservatory).

A number of works by Tagliapietra. I had never heard of him before, but he is an impressive artist from the island of Murano (near Venice), where I first saw glass blowing practiced as a little boy. I don't have links to large images of the ones WE saw (the most memorable was a collection of curved glass shells hanging like birds in flight), but here is one from his web site:



(OK, the Corning site DOES have a small image of the one I meant:)


There were also works by Czech artists, some involving interesting pieces done by cutting.

There was a transparent torso of a woman, suggesting something malignant inside.

There was an opaque black cube...the plan exhibited showed that the walls were bulging a bit, as though a sphere inside were straining to escape. Good concept, but I doubt I would have noticed if it hadn't been pointed out.

We also saw four presentations, Magic of Glass (properties of glass, stretching, bending, electrical conductivity), Breaking Glass (types of glass and how it breaks), Flame Working (using glass rods in flames to create ornaments - a fish in our case), and Hot Glass (blowing a glass pumpkin).