<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:13:17.473-07:00</updated><category term='Artists'/><category term='the merits and limits of language'/><category term='Friends&apos; Art'/><category term='Other Blogs'/><title type='text'>Pity from the Stars</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-2897783460658800785</id><published>2010-03-30T22:37:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:50:52.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Ventriloquist at a Birthday Party, 1947</title><summary type='text'>Pietro Roccasalva. The Oval Portrait: A Ventriloquist at a Birthday Party in 1947. 2005.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/2897783460658800785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=2897783460658800785' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/2897783460658800785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/2897783460658800785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2010/03/ventriloquist-at-birthday-party-1947.html' title='A Ventriloquist at a Birthday Party, 1947'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/S7LhJG-EjcI/AAAAAAAAAF4/NLMT2Xd_mW8/s72-c/Pietro+Roccasalva+-+Oval+Portrait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-7546323959028211736</id><published>2010-03-29T23:11:00.018-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T11:10:51.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TBD (Surrender Dorothy)</title><summary type='text'>From my most recent curatorial project: Check the Children:New Work by Corkey SinksNew work by Chicago-based artist Corkey Sinks explores modern incarnations of mythology, folklore, fairy tales, superstition, and urban legend in horror film and teen culture. Through drawing, soft sculpture, installation, video, and GIF animation, Sinks quietly tracks the contemporary chronology of ancient myths </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7546323959028211736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=7546323959028211736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/7546323959028211736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/7546323959028211736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2010/03/tbd.html' title='TBD (Surrender Dorothy)'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/S7GcGACNsaI/AAAAAAAAAFw/lGUz6a7P0Ig/s72-c/DeathsHead+Moth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-2166309904516629495</id><published>2009-12-05T19:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:48:18.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A.S.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/2166309904516629495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=2166309904516629495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/2166309904516629495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/2166309904516629495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2009/12/as.html' title='A.S.'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SxsbYNFIRZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4SDkQs6rWOU/s72-c/Byatt2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-2901986829836489052</id><published>2009-10-07T02:42:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T04:02:30.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Marlene: Representation Trumps Reality, or My Favorite Character of All</title><summary type='text'>In Josef von Sternberg's 1930 film Morocco, a handsome Marlene Dietrich fitted in a men's tux and top hat performs for servicemen and their wives at a dinner club in that far-distant desert locale of the film's name, exoticized by this director just as any movie set feigning a foreign setting would be in early Hollywood. Midway through a number, meandering through a sea of white linen and evening</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/2901986829836489052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=2901986829836489052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/2901986829836489052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/2901986829836489052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2009/10/camp-marlene-representation-trumps.html' title='Camp Marlene: Representation Trumps Reality, or My Favorite Character of All'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/Ssxh1eAyk4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/xLIDm-6PxdQ/s72-c/marlene_tux.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-13237261179041710</id><published>2009-05-12T22:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:23:20.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosé: An Homage to Hedwig and What She'd Despise</title><summary type='text'>I was driving back from San Diego, or it may have been Tijuana, or Riverside, or Santa Barbara. I vaguely recall the Wall Street Journal culture columnists being interviewed by Terri Gross say that Spain is experiencing something of a renaissance in decent, hella cheap wines. They may have said full-flavoured, very, and affordable. At any rate, I'd like to think that this bit of witty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/13237261179041710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=13237261179041710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/13237261179041710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/13237261179041710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2009/05/rose.html' title='Rosé: An Homage to Hedwig and What She&apos;d Despise'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-9085959385986861028</id><published>2009-02-23T23:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:11:19.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chet Baker</title><summary type='text'>I looked for this because of Dave Hickey's essay. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/9085959385986861028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=9085959385986861028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/9085959385986861028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/9085959385986861028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2009/02/chet-baker.html' title='Chet Baker'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SaOPgjUIh9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/EYjJe9zdpSs/s72-c/Chet+Baker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-898551230752409262</id><published>2009-01-25T18:32:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:36:51.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Loneliest Time of Day</title><summary type='text'>I despise dusk . . . . whenthe light has almost faded, and you lie alone on a loveseat beneath the last low glow of the sun, a blank television screen reflecting your shadow as you try to decide whether or not to turn on the lamp in the living room. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/898551230752409262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=898551230752409262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/898551230752409262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/898551230752409262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2009/01/loneliest-time-of-day.html' title='The Loneliest Time of Day'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-8606295703641391708</id><published>2009-01-14T21:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:46:23.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye for now</title><summary type='text'>Precious Cargo. Jerome, Arizona. 2008. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/8606295703641391708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=8606295703641391708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/8606295703641391708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/8606295703641391708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2009/01/j-bye-for-now.html' title='Bye for now'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SW6_MFug9_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/6hRM_yMHxvM/s72-c/IMG_0943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-7677790113478431946</id><published>2008-12-09T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:10:49.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladykillers</title><summary type='text'>Indirect courtesy of Cris Corwin. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7677790113478431946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=7677790113478431946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/7677790113478431946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/7677790113478431946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2008/12/ladykillers.html' title='Ladykillers'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/ST9PHcQb56I/AAAAAAAAADk/JFJqOs1pbRU/s72-c/Ladykillers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-5366472654267783352</id><published>2008-11-19T20:10:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T20:25:54.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lumiere</title><summary type='text'>Leon Busy, Young Woman Applying Makeup - Hanoi, Vietnam, 1914-15. Copyright Musee Albert Kahn. In 1907, the Lumière Brothers unveiled the autochrome, the world's first system for taking true colour photographs. - Telegraph, UK</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/5366472654267783352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=5366472654267783352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/5366472654267783352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/5366472654267783352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2008/11/lumiere.html' title='Lumiere'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SSTXIaTR8bI/AAAAAAAAADc/kuprRPzJC48/s72-c/Lumiere+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-9012614996771765599</id><published>2008-11-18T19:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:46:23.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary Gaitskill on Lolita</title><summary type='text'>From VenusZine, Issue No. 30, Winter 2006:In one sentence, this book is about: You can't say what any great book is about in one sentence. However, if I could take a verbal snapshot, this sentence might be the negative: Lolita is a bridge between ecstatic dream and broken reality; it is an enchanted bridge beset by mirages and trolls; as the narrator crosses, it bursts into flames behind him; in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/9012614996771765599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=9012614996771765599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/9012614996771765599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/9012614996771765599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2008/11/mary-gaitskill-on-lolita.html' title='Mary Gaitskill on Lolita'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-7875204580566154683</id><published>2008-11-02T23:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:33:31.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25</title><summary type='text'>You will search, babe, at any cost, But how long, babe, can you search for what's not lost ? Everybody will help you, Some people are very kind. But if I can save you any time, Come on, give it to me, I'll keep it with mine. I can't help it if you might think I am odd. If I say I'm not loving you for what you are, But for what you're not. Everybody will help you, Discover what you set out to find</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/7875204580566154683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=7875204580566154683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/7875204580566154683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/7875204580566154683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2008/11/25.html' title='25'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-3707339466248642082</id><published>2008-10-27T23:41:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:47:03.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daisies</title><summary type='text'>From Daisies, a Czech film directed by Vera Chytilova. On most days, my very favorite movie.Watch some here. Read an interview with Chytilova, "the Margaret Thatcher of Czech cinema," here. Read an essay on gender representations in the film here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/3707339466248642082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=3707339466248642082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/3707339466248642082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/3707339466248642082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2008/10/daisies.html' title='Daisies'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SQa0hjHQHYI/AAAAAAAAADU/T5wLmQf9RxU/s72-c/Daisies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-2767120747657969921</id><published>2008-10-27T22:15:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:59:53.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm starting to feel old-fashioned</title><summary type='text'>I attended a lecture this evening, "In Praise of Impurity: Universalism vs. Geo-Aesthetics in Contemporary Art," given by David Elliott, a world-renowned curator of contemporary art, former president of the International Committee for Museums of Modern and Contemporary Art, formerly of the Oxford Museum of Modern Art, the Moderna Museet in Stockholm, the Mori Art Museum in Tokyo, and now Artistic</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/2767120747657969921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=2767120747657969921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/2767120747657969921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/2767120747657969921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-starting-to-feel-old-fashioned.html' title='I&apos;m starting to feel old-fashioned'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SQazC5FIGYI/AAAAAAAAAC8/MXkvaSzXCr4/s72-c/David+Elliott.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-8417798339874021079</id><published>2008-10-24T23:32:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T20:27:47.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Winter, let's get divorced</title><summary type='text'>5. Journey, from the series "You Winter, let's get divorced".4. Masmos 1! from the series "Salt".3. Harvest Time from the series "Salt".2. Domestic Marble from the series "Salt".1.  Sweating Sweethearts 2 from the series "Salt."All photos copyright artist Scarlett Hooft Graafland and galleries Vous Etes Ici and  Michael Hoppen Contemporary </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/8417798339874021079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=8417798339874021079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/8417798339874021079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/8417798339874021079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-winter-lets-get-divorced.html' title='You Winter, let&apos;s get divorced'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SQLB8ZBWUuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VnQa7tOuub8/s72-c/Graafland+-+Sweating+Sweethearts+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-6519247869876408033</id><published>2008-10-24T19:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T20:27:10.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumpersticker Brilliance</title><summary type='text'>"Resist Despair"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/6519247869876408033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=6519247869876408033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/6519247869876408033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/6519247869876408033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2008/10/bumpersticker-brilliance.html' title='Bumpersticker Brilliance'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-4522482888248236121</id><published>2008-10-05T00:22:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:06:32.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends&apos; Art'/><title type='text'>Nurse</title><summary type='text'>I recently framed this work by Kelley Heider as well, which was also included in the Presence and Performance exhibition I curated. Part of a six-piece series representing the archetypal objectified American female, I unfortunately could only afford to buy one. Here, I've placed the ever-doting, care-taking nurse Kelley beside the medicine cabinet in my bathroom. Kelley is an accomplished </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/4522482888248236121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=4522482888248236121' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/4522482888248236121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/4522482888248236121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2008/10/nurse.html' title='Nurse'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOm4dXK0goI/AAAAAAAAACM/XKaoa86ua2A/s72-c/IMG_0879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-821707719855305376</id><published>2008-10-05T00:12:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:58:56.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends&apos; Art'/><title type='text'>"I Never Said That"</title><summary type='text'>My dear, quirky friend Corkey Sinks is a genius. So is her artwork. "I Never Said That" is one in a series of tattered fabric pieces she first created for Presence and Performance: Queer-Feminist Bodies, an exhibit I curated in San Francisco in June of 2007.In this series, Corkey has carefully, meticulously, yet hastily, and literally, crafted and constructed visual text as we manipulatively </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/821707719855305376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=821707719855305376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/821707719855305376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/821707719855305376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-never-said-that-by-corkey-sinks.html' title='&quot;I Never Said That&quot;'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOm381lBNMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3DLnPRnVJhU/s72-c/IMG_0874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-3505728765367436911</id><published>2008-10-02T17:34:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:00:40.068-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other Blogs'/><title type='text'>Fantasy Wallpaper</title><summary type='text'>Terry Castle posted this on her blog, Fevered Brain Productions. I wish it were the wallpaper in my living room. Or bedroom. Or bathroom. Click on the link to her blog for more of this fabulousness. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/3505728765367436911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=3505728765367436911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/3505728765367436911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/3505728765367436911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2008/10/from-terry-castles-blog.html' title='Fantasy Wallpaper'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOm3iIjeHjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/l3Eknjdyi38/s72-c/Fantasy+Wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-6017232589408757417</id><published>2008-10-01T22:34:00.024-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T02:04:00.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artists'/><title type='text'>Riot on an Empty Street: Claude Cahun</title><summary type='text'>Claude Cahun (b. Lucy Schwob, 1894, Nantes, France) has long been one of my favorite figures in art and its contentious history. A member of the original Breton-led French Surrealists, Cahun went unrecognized as a groundbreaking artist in her day, as did most of the women associated with Surrealism and other contemporaneous collectives dominated by men. Yet I find her work far more transgressive,</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.lrb.co.uk/v29/n24/cast01_.html' title='Riot on an Empty Street: Claude Cahun'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/6017232589408757417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=6017232589408757417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/6017232589408757417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/6017232589408757417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2008/10/riot-on-empty-street-claude-cahun.html' title='Riot on an Empty Street: Claude Cahun'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SORoFdJZajI/AAAAAAAAAA0/q3fwYaeApys/s72-c/Claude+Cahun+Circus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305160424461164967.post-6891017411244751867</id><published>2008-09-30T22:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:52:24.101-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the merits and limits of language'/><title type='text'>Madame Bovary, I presume</title><summary type='text'>The title of this blog comes from a passage in Madame Bovary, a classic novel permeating my now-former universe of the anti-canon and alt. history. " . . . human speech is like a cracked cauldron on which we knock out tunes for dancing-bears, when we wish to conjure pity from the stars."Language, in the end, leaves us limp, listless, lying. We lie, and we lie down. We are desperate, but there is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/feeds/6891017411244751867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1305160424461164967&amp;postID=6891017411244751867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/6891017411244751867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1305160424461164967/posts/default/6891017411244751867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pityfromthestars.blogspot.com/2008/09/madame-bovary-i-presume.html' title='Madame Bovary, I presume'/><author><name>La Revolution Surrealiste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00379994484855631174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOORKhKSMUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/s_IvHQtMv1M/S220/House+of+Joy+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spQQOMiGv70/SOMQK7ptu5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Yeu24dRt7dE/s72-c/Madame+Bovary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
