Last Monday of December 2013, Still Reading HOW I FOUND LIVINGSTONE IN CENTRAL AFRICA

This morning, on account of that no-good cough, which has persisted in self’s lungs since a week ago (but which also gives self a very, very good excuse not to cook, there’s always a silver lining etc etc), self was able to read a few more pages of How I Found Livingstone in Central Africa, the epic account by Henry M. Stanley of his long quest searching Africa for the vanished explorer.  It is indeed a very, very riveting book.  Obivously, since Stanley’s bills were being paid for by the New York Herald, he took copious and careful notes, which he sent back to the newspaper for serialization.  For which we readers must be exceedingly grateful.

In addition to Stanley’s book, however, self is also re-reading (for maybe the 10th time) the second book of The Hunger Games Trilogy, Catching Fire.  Also, she has located on tumbler approximately 4,200 sites that ship “Delly Cartwright.”  Who is Delly Cartwright, one may well ask?  She is a minor character in Mockingjay, the third book of The Hunger Games Trilogy.  She appears in about five pages.  Anyhoo, it is both thrilling and daunting to see how many permutations of Delly Cartwright there are on Tumbler:  everywhere from animé versions to photos of the following young (blonde) actresses:  Anna Sophie Robb, Elle Fanning, Chloe Moretz, and so forth.

But, back to the Stanley book.  Here’s a quote, from pp. 148 – 149:

Listen, children of Unyamwezi!  The journey is for tomorrow!  The road is crooked and bad, bad!  The jungle is there, and many Wagogo lie hidden within it!  Wagogo spear the pagazis, and cut the throats of those who carry mutumba (bales) and ushanga (beads)!  The Wagogo have been to our camp, they have seen your bales; to-night they seek the jungle:  tomorrow watch well, O Wanyamwezi!  Keep close together, lag not behind!  Kirangozis walk slow, that the weak, the sick, and the young may keep up with the strong!  Take two rests on the journey!  These are the words of the Bana (master).

There is, you know, such a Biblical rhythm to this speech.  It goes on for quite a bit longer, but self must stop here so that she can focus on getting well.

Stay tuned.

Blog vs. Facebook, That Is the Question

It’s no contest.

Definitely, the blog.

Today self was blithely churning her way through Facebook, making many witty, exceedingly witty remarks, even to an old friend of her sister’s who accused her of being in denial about her age (Everyone‘s in denial about their age, are you kidding?  This is America!  No, this is California!  Self sees 80-year-old women skateboarding!), and when self checked her blog stats, they were miserable, and that was when self realized that — she really can’t juggle Twitter/Tumblr (yes, she has an account there, too)/ Facebook and blog, not to mention everything else that’s going on in her life, not to mention sending stuff out etc etc, so she decided she’ll experimentally ditch Facebook.  Facebook is such a construct anyway, it’s exhausting.

So, to the current post.

Self was browsing through the Dec. 22 – 28 San Francisco Chronicle Datebook, and had cause to be reminded that the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art is closed FOR THE NEXT THREE YEARS.

Who does that?  Who closes a museum for three years?  What are modern art aficionados expected to do in the meantime?

Because self was really getting fond of the trifecta of activities that were happening in and around the SFMOMA.  For one, there was the Metreon, with its IMAX movie theaters and its fabulous Fastfood Court; and the galleries and auditoriums of the Yerba Buena Art Center with its surrounding park, its fountain and rooftop restaurants.  There’s even, for heaven’s sake, Beard Papa.

Images from some past excursions to the area:

There was a tree in front of one of the Yerba Buena Art Center buildings; she doesn't know what kind.

A tree in front of one of the Yerba Buena Art Center buildings; she doesn’t know what kind

Yerba Buena Gardens This Afternoon

Yerba Buena Gardens One Afternoon

Food Booth at Pistahan, August 2011, Yerba Buena Gardens, San Francisco

Food Booth at Pistahan, August 2011, Yerba Buena Gardens, San Francisco

Anyhoo, self learned from reading the Datebook (of last week) that the SFMOMA is keeping its presence felt via so-called “loan exhibitions”, one of which is Flesh and Metal: Body and Machine in Early 20th Century Art, which is currently at Stanford’s Cantor Art Center (through March 16), and Matisse at SFMOMA, currently at the Legion of Honor (through Sept. 7, 2014).

Self is quite close to Stanford, so she could conceivably — in spite of a bad cough — see the Flesh and Metal exhibit as early as tomorrow.


Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

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