Walker Evans, Alabama Tenant Farmer Family Singing Hymns, 1936 Outside, from near, there is a new sound. It happens every night, and it is most sorrowful. It is the voice of a blond, fat, and craven rooster, a creature half-frightened of his own wives; and in this poor voice of his, lugubrious, almost surreptitious, he is […]
Monthly Archives: April 2014
High Line, 2010 I believe that a strong commons (physical, digital, or whatever) reflects a healthy nation. (As I write, I’m sitting in the commonwealth–of Virginia, that is). What I saw on my recent three-month trip through the US confirmed that others feel the same. The public is fed up with bad urban design, and they are […]
Within a few weeks now Draba, the smallest flower that blooms, will sprinkle every sandy place with small blooms. He who hopes for spring with upturned eye never sees so small a thing as Draba. He who despairs of spring with downcast eye steps on it, unknowing. He who searches for spring with knees in […]
