Ernest Hemingway would have died rather than have syntax. Or semicolons. I use a whole lot of half-assed semicolons; there was one of them just now; that was a semicolon after “semicolons,” and another one after “now.”

And another thing. Ernest Hemingway would have died rather than get old. And he did. He shot himself. A short sentence. Anything rather than a long sentence, a life sentence. Death sentences are short and very, very manly. Life sentences aren’t. They go on and on, all full of syntax and qualifying clauses and confusing references and getting old. And that brings up the real proof of what a mess I have made of being a man.

Ursula K. Le Guin on being a man – the finest, sharpest thing I’ve read in ages 

(via explore-blog)

❝ The past is a pebble in my shoe.

— Edgar Allan Poe


Sol LeWitt
Instructions for Straight Lines in Four Directions and All their Possible Combinations
273 x 270 mm

Oct. 17th   · 185 ·    index:  Sol LeWitt. XXth.

❝ So I keep living. I go on. I can’t shake the sadness. I can’t pretend it away, so I welcome it. I let it inside and give it a nice place to sit and I let it be. I keep myself occupied. I work. I eat pastrami sandwiches for the first time. I go to a concert. I talk to friends. I make myself tired and uncomfortable because I know it’s good for me. If I laugh at someone’s joke or meet new people, I am toning my life-muscle. Because being alive means being sad sometimes, and feeling that is better than nothing at all. If I go home with this mindset, return to sadness, I can be better. “I know,” I say locking the door and feeling sadness bereft and panicked behind me, “I know.”

Quiet and pain. Quiet and thinking. I am busy having the best time of my life. I am busy realizing that I want very much to be alive, in every way. Don’t ask me if I’m dating, don’t try to make me feel better, don’t banish my sadness or try to understand it — let it be.
Oct. 15th   · 96 ·    index:  depression. quotes.

❝ Whenever you think or you believe or you know, you’re a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you’re nobody-but-yourself.

— e.e. cummings (via joana-patrasc)
Oct. 15th   · 13 ·    index:  e.e. cummings. quotes.


I drew the cover for this week’s New Yorker.

Oct. 13th   · 7587 ·    index:  illustrations. books.

Handwriting practice: From p. 422 of Twenty One Several Books of Mr. William Bridge (1657). Original from Oxford University. Digitized October 26, 2006.

Oct. 13th   · 77 ·    index:  handwriting.


Via A Mighty Girl:

Professional hacker Parisa Tabriz is responsible for keeping the nearly billion users of Google Chrome safe by finding vulnerabilities in their system before malicious hackers do. Tabriz, a “white hat” hacker who calls herself Google’s “Security Princess”, is head of the company’s information security engineering team. The 31-year-old Polish-Iranian-American is also an anomaly in Silicon Valley according to a recent profile in The Telegraph: “Not only is she a woman – a gender hugely under-represented in the booming tech industry – but she is a boss heading up a mostly male team of 30 experts in the US and Europe.”

Tabriz came up with “Security Princess” while at a conference and the unusual title is printed on her business card. “I knew I’d have to hand out my card and I thought Information Security Engineer sounded so boring,” she says. “Guys in the industry all take it so seriously, so security princess felt suitably whimsical.” Her curiosity, mischievousness, and innovative thinking are all assets in her business: a high-profile company like Google is constantly in the crosshairs of so-called “black hat” hackers.

Tabriz came into internet security almost by accident; at the University of Illinois’ computer engineering program, her interest was first whetted by the story of early hacker John Draper, who became known as Captain Crunch in the 1960s after he learned how to make free long-distance calls using a toy whistle from a Cap’n Crunch cereal box. She realized that, to beat the hackers of today, she had to be prepared for similar — but more advanced — out-of-the-box thinking.

While women at still very under-represented in the tech industry — Google recently reported that only 30% of its staff is female — Tabriz has hope for the future: “[F]ifty years ago there were similar percentages of women in medicine and law, now thankfully that’s shifted.” And, while she hasn’t encountered overt sexism at Google, when she was offered the position, at least one classmate said, “you know you only got it cos you’re a girl.” To help address this imbalance, she mentors under-16 students at a yearly computer science conference that teaches kids how to “hack for good” — and she especially encourages girls to pursue internet security work. One 16-year-old who attended, Trinity Nordstrom, says, “Parisa is a good role model, because of her I’d like to be a hacker.”

Tabriz, who was named by Forbes as one of the “top 30 under 30 to watch” in 2012, also wants the public to realize that hacking can be used for positive ends. “[H]acking can be ugly,” she says. “The guy who published the private photos of those celebrities online made headlines everywhere. What he did was not only a violation of these women but it was criminal, and as a hacker I was very saddened by it. I feel like we, the hackers, need better PR to show we’re not all like that… [A]fter all I’m in the business of protecting people.”

To read more about Google’s “Security Princess” in The Telegraph, visit

Oct. 13th   · 1027 ·    index:  books. GPOY.

❝ Don’t ask for guarantees. And don’t look to be saved in any one thing, person, machine, or library. Do your own bit of saving, and if you drown, at least die knowing you were heading for shore.

Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury (via mercurieux)

❝ Everything I’ve ever let go of, has claw marks on it.

❝ Always remember that the crowd that applauds your coronation is the same crowd that will applaud your beheading. People like a show.

— Terry Pratchett, Going Postal


Martin Kippenberger, Portrait of Paul Schreber, 1994, oil on canvas, 240 x 200 cm, Saatchi Gallery, London. Source

The Saatchi Gallery states that the subject of this portrait, the German judge Paul Schreber, suffered a mental breakdown at the end of the 19th century, which led to his stay in a mental institution. He recorded his experiences in a journal, which was read and championed by both Freud and Jung. This image shows Kippenberger’s impression of Schreber’s post-diagnosis brain.

❝ I refuse to go into a froth or panic, because corporations and governments know about me — especially since nothing on Earth will prevent elites from seeing. But we have to become ferociously determined that we will be empowered to look back! If the public has the means — and habits — of sousveillance, protecting whistle blowers, for example, then all future conspiracies will have to remain small, because they’ll be able to trust only a few shadows and a few henchmen at a time.

David Brin (via azspot)