“thumbprint portrait” by cheryl sorg
(have a look at her etsy shop)
What we are reading today
aka flat-footed
Freckles. Via Abduzeedo. Which reminds me of Super Sad True Love Story’s Eunice Park. Which in turn reminds me of my current state.
On Censorship
Posted by Salman Rushdie, newyorker.comNo writer ever really wants to talk about censorship. Writers want to talk about creation, and censorship is anti-creation, negative energy, uncreation, the bringing into being of non-being, or, to use Tom Stoppard’s description of…
The assumption of guilt replaces the assumption of innocence. Why did that Indian Muslim artist have to paint that Hindu goddess in the nude? Couldn’t he have respected her modesty? Why did that Russian writer have his hero fall in love with a nymphet? Couldn’t he have chosen a legally acceptable age? Why did that British playwright depict a sexual assault in a Sikh temple, a gurdwara? Couldn’t the same assault have been removed from holy ground? Why are artists so troublesome? Can’t they just offer us beauty, morality, and a damn good story? — Salman Rushdie on censorship