Headlines, and some art.

IN THE NEWS:

Headline of the Week:Moving Right Along: Zooming through the holidays with the runs,” from the Eugene Weekly.   Am I the only one who thinks that is funny? 

I also made headlines: “What makes ‘the Whit’ tick?”, in the Eugene Register Guard. Not actually about me.  To borrow from Hamlet,  “Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would pluck out the heart of my mystery.”

Edgy headline:  Emerging Face of a Nationless World. This video shows artists and musicians from around the world.  Check the violinist riding the waves.

IN THE ARTS:

While creating a series of paintings, I began thinking of a poem written by Irishman William Butler Yeats, in 1919.

I now present to you,

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The Second Coming

Poem by William Yeats

Art by Justin Whitney

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Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;

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Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

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Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.

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The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

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Source of Yeats Poem: http://www.potw.org/archive/potw351.html

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