Abstract Number One, September 2020


 

The first in a series of abstract paintings is presented here, a swirling mass of color. Tempera paint on watercolor paper, gently color balanced for the Internet and shrunk down a bit. These original scans are running 300MB or more as files, so this one is considerably smaller. The resolution is set at 1200 dpi so no corners are being cut. I could easily make these larger.

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Everybody Struggles

 


You never really know what other people are struggling with:



Reformed ’90s “diva” Shannen Doherty is sharing how she’s living her life — or what she thinks remains of it — in the wake of her Stage 4 breast cancer diagnosis.

 

In February, the “Beverly Hills, 90210" and “Charmed” alum revealed that her breast cancer had returned and metastasized, meaning it had spread beyond her breast and lymph nodes. Now, in an interview with Elle magazine, she opened up about how she shared the news with her family and friends, and said that she expected to be in treatment for the rest of her life.

 

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The 49-year-old, who revived her image with the “BH90210" reunion last summer, is developing several projects, including a new television show, and hopes to advocate on behalf of other people with metastatic breast cancer. “Others want to put you out to pasture,” she said. “I’m not ready for pasture. I’ve got a lot of life in me.”

 

But she also imagines a future without her in it, she said, mentally cataloging her possessions and whom they would go to, thinking about writing letters to loved ones and making video messages for her mom and husband to watch after she dies.

I can tell you from experience that these kinds of articles don't just suddenly appear because everything is going great for a person in the spotlight who is suffering. Very sad.

Henry Golding is Actually British

 


You can be one of the most accomplished and talented actors in the world and some people will still judge you by your looks and make generalizations about your race:

Everyone thinks they know who Henry Golding is: handsome, plummy Home Counties accent, clean-cut star of Crazy Rich Asians, Last Christmas and Guy Ritchie’s The Gentlemen. But ask the Malaysian-British actor how he sees himself, and you’ll get a foggier image.

“Being half Malaysian and half British, it’s like, what really are you classified as?” he says via Zoom from his lockdown home in Los Angeles. “People don’t see you as fully British for sure; but when I go back to Malaysia, I can’t speak the language and nobody over there feels as though I’m Malaysian, so we’re kind of in this limbo.”

There are so many levels of racism at work in the world that it would be impossible to list all of them here. I think what Golding has done is redefine who you can be and what you can do in terms of acting and choosing roles in films. It would be a shame if we didn't appreciate his ability to expand our definition of what it takes to be a movie star.

Idris Elba is Allergic to Horses


I had no idea people could be allergic to horses:

Idris Elba trained to ride horses to get into character as an estranged father in Concrete Cowboys — despite being allergic to the animals.

 "In defense, I'm allergic to horses, OK. I couldn't see what I was doing, I couldn't breathe," Elba said as fellow cast members ribbed him about his horseback skills during a press conference at the Toronto Film Festival on Sunday.

Elba and Stranger Things star Caleb McLaughlin star in writer-director Ricky Staub's drama Concrete Cowboy, which has its world premiere on Sunday night in Toronto and is produced by Lee Daniels.

The father and son drama, set in North Philadelphia, portrays a troubled teen, played by McLaughlin, torn between a life of crime and the urban-cowboy lifestyle of his estranged father (Elba).

While hardly a horse whisperer, The Suicide Squad star said he learned to ride horseback to ensure realism for his role as an urban cowboy. "It goes beyond just learning how to ride a horse. Very quickly, you have to have a bond with the horse," Elba recalled.

I mean, it makes sense because of the hair and all that, but I didn't know people could be allergic to larger animals like horses. I've never heard of having a horse allergy, so many that's what surprised me about this.

Idris Elba is one of those artists who is going to work his way through a problem, whether it's the accent, the dialogue, or whatever gets thrown in his way. There's a reason why he's so good at what he does and it comes down to a work ethic that is second to none.

Waiting For All Those Letters


There is something fundamentally indecent about attacking the United States Postal Service. That's a thing that should be off limits, part of that third rail of American politics where Social Security resides. It should result in automatic disqualification for higher office when a politician messes with the constant and reliable flow of the mail.

Stories like this are helpful as far as understanding why this matters:
My favorite activity, my only faithful daily ritual, is to check the mail. My husband pokes fun, but whenever I’m not traveling he lovingly leaves the task to me. These days, it goes without saying, I’m always home. And while time has become a confounding concept of late (What day is it? How many weeks have gone by? How many months? How often have I cooked this exact same meal?), one reliable marker of pandemic time passing is that once a day the mail arrives, and once a day I go outside to lift the mailbox’s creeky lid. Some days something interesting comes, most days it does not. But every day there’s the possibility of arrival.
What is it that I’m waiting for? Some days I’m expecting a check from one of the various, and inevitably delayed, writing commissions I’m owed. Some days I’m expecting a package—a book, my new toothbrush head, one of the several floral onesies I’ve purchased on Etsy in the past few months in order to brighten my mood and rid my mornings of the burden of too much choice (a jumpsuit is the energy bar of clothing: efficient, a complete outfit unto itself.) But most of all, I’m hoping for a letter, that old fashioned language of love.

My correspondence with loved ones, and particularly fellow artists, is what has kept me aloft in recent months in this era of devastating loss. Their letters, postcards and care packages have reminded me that there is still real, thrumming life out there, on the other side of my door, through the toxic smoke of the California wildfires and the haze of so much uncertainty, and that there is a reason to keep writing.
Veterans are waiting for prescriptions. Kids are waiting for learning materials. A million things that we never imagined we'd ever buy through the Internet and get through the mail are now flowing into our homes in a never ending river of brown boxes with the Amazon smile on the side. How the hell could anyone survive tearing out sorting machines and slowing down the damned mail?

I will never understand it.

Susan Sarandon is Voting for Joe Biden


Here's all you need to know:

The energy used to shame people should be put into phone banking & whatever else will build enthusiasm for Biden’s presidency. I will be voting for Biden as a vote against fascism

There you have it. Susan Sarandon is finally going to do the right thing and vote like an adult. Good for her. Now, we can all safely go back to ignoring everything she has to say.

Don't Wear This to Go Hiking


This is everything that is wrong with celebrity endorsements and all that.

If you go hiking, carry water, carry supplies, wear loose clothing that can protect you, and don't wear a spandex onesie.

That is all.