The Wisdom of Hippocrates
Yesterday was a spendidly beautiful day in our neighborhood. The weather was sunny and mild so we took a walk through Carytown with the goal of picking up some fresh bread from the Bistro down the way. There was a three-piece ensemble playing klezmer music on the corner a few blocks from us. The street was pretty quiet, otherwise. Was walked to our favorite French Bistro to discover that they were closing early and we could have as much bread as we wanted for free! Wow...FREE bread for the people to begin a new year! Bagettes, croissant, country bread perfect for Roquefort...as much as we wanted. We were attending a dinner party later in the evening so we planned accordingly.
We wound up being out very ate last night visiting with friends who are all only in town for a brief few weeks before heading to Quatar, Buenos Aires, etc. Intense conversation stimulated my senses to the point of exhaustion. We arrived home at 1:30 am to hear a garbled message on our machine that something bad had happened to people we know who live south of the James. It was too late to return her call.
We returned her phone call this morning and neither her or her husband could talk to us about it because their children were in the room... they told us to get a paper. We went online to read the local paper and learned that the new year of 2006 that we were so happy to welcome in the door had slammed itself in all our faces.
Our community lost a lovely couple and their two daughters yesterday. They were an integral part of their neighborhood and perfect examples of living life and making art as best they could, to the fullest, each and every day.
The article linked to the title of this post doesn't mention that Brian Harvey played Fat Elvis for the kids at World of Mirth or the fact that everyone we know spends time in this spectacular shop when they come to town. Its a destination for the children and those who are young at heart.
We are in shock it is so fuckin awful. This is one time I don't think it could have been worse.
There is a memorial growing at the entrance to World of Mirth and I am listening to one of Brian's CD's from his House of Freaks days. The music is so poignant and telling... and I am reminded of the beautiful Hippocrates sentiment that my beloved echoed at the memorial service for our daughter Annabella: Life is short, Art is long.
And that's just the way it is, like it or not.
We wound up being out very ate last night visiting with friends who are all only in town for a brief few weeks before heading to Quatar, Buenos Aires, etc. Intense conversation stimulated my senses to the point of exhaustion. We arrived home at 1:30 am to hear a garbled message on our machine that something bad had happened to people we know who live south of the James. It was too late to return her call.
We returned her phone call this morning and neither her or her husband could talk to us about it because their children were in the room... they told us to get a paper. We went online to read the local paper and learned that the new year of 2006 that we were so happy to welcome in the door had slammed itself in all our faces.
Our community lost a lovely couple and their two daughters yesterday. They were an integral part of their neighborhood and perfect examples of living life and making art as best they could, to the fullest, each and every day.
The article linked to the title of this post doesn't mention that Brian Harvey played Fat Elvis for the kids at World of Mirth or the fact that everyone we know spends time in this spectacular shop when they come to town. Its a destination for the children and those who are young at heart.
We are in shock it is so fuckin awful. This is one time I don't think it could have been worse.
There is a memorial growing at the entrance to World of Mirth and I am listening to one of Brian's CD's from his House of Freaks days. The music is so poignant and telling... and I am reminded of the beautiful Hippocrates sentiment that my beloved echoed at the memorial service for our daughter Annabella: Life is short, Art is long.
And that's just the way it is, like it or not.
posted by "" at 1/02/2006 10:56:00 AM
1 Comments:
I'm still in shock. I'm looking at my nude dress up Bush magnet that I got from the World of Mirth as I am posting this.
Art is long and that's why we do it.
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