and Emily
We're breaking our (somewhat new) no-posting-on-the-weekend rule, for good reason:
MARSHAWN LYNCH! SEATTLE SEAHAWKS!
jjjjjjyyyyeaaaah
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
How to Find the Law
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Morris Cohen in 1971,
in the University of Pennsylvania law library.
Photo by Israel Shenker for the New York Times.
I try not to talk about my day job as a law librarian much on this blog, because, well, that's not what this blog is about. But - and in spite of the abundance of obits around here lately - I feel like I'd be remiss in not taking note of the recent passing of one of the profession's great lights: Morris Cohen, former director of the law libraries at Yale, Harvard, Penn and the University of Buffalo (now SUNY), and at the time of his death a professor emeritus at Yale law school. Morris is one of those people about whom anything that is said risks coming off as an understatement, inadequate, and fundamentally unworthy - especially by someone as young in the profession as I am. (I never met Morris but I feel like I can call him by his first name because I almost have the sense that I know him at this point, and because . . . well, just look at the man.) Suffice it to say that he is pretty much the Godfather of modern law librarianship, and clearly beloved by everyone who had the privilege of making his acquaintance.
The title of this post is also the name of one of the many texts he authored, and the one that I first cracked when I started my advanced legal research class in law school almost 10 years ago to this day. Its definitive tone pretty much sums up what an unquestionable lion of the profession he was. To the law library community this is something like the passing of Ted Kennedy, Johnny Cash, and Picasso all rolled into one. Rest in peace, Morris. There's no danger you'll be forgotten.
The obit from the New York Times (which also published an editorial tribute to Morris Cohen today) is here. My favorite part is the concluding paragraph:
Morris Cohen in 1971,in the University of Pennsylvania law library.
Photo by Israel Shenker for the New York Times.
I try not to talk about my day job as a law librarian much on this blog, because, well, that's not what this blog is about. But - and in spite of the abundance of obits around here lately - I feel like I'd be remiss in not taking note of the recent passing of one of the profession's great lights: Morris Cohen, former director of the law libraries at Yale, Harvard, Penn and the University of Buffalo (now SUNY), and at the time of his death a professor emeritus at Yale law school. Morris is one of those people about whom anything that is said risks coming off as an understatement, inadequate, and fundamentally unworthy - especially by someone as young in the profession as I am. (I never met Morris but I feel like I can call him by his first name because I almost have the sense that I know him at this point, and because . . . well, just look at the man.) Suffice it to say that he is pretty much the Godfather of modern law librarianship, and clearly beloved by everyone who had the privilege of making his acquaintance.
The title of this post is also the name of one of the many texts he authored, and the one that I first cracked when I started my advanced legal research class in law school almost 10 years ago to this day. Its definitive tone pretty much sums up what an unquestionable lion of the profession he was. To the law library community this is something like the passing of Ted Kennedy, Johnny Cash, and Picasso all rolled into one. Rest in peace, Morris. There's no danger you'll be forgotten.The obit from the New York Times (which also published an editorial tribute to Morris Cohen today) is here. My favorite part is the concluding paragraph:
As evidenced in his research, Professor Cohen had a penchant for the quaint and the quirky. At the University of Pennsylvania, where he taught legal bibliography from 1963 to 1971, a student once typed her term paper on onion skin and squeezed it into a walnut shell. He gave her an A.
Emmanuelle
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Not much of a surprise, but French Vogue announced today that Emmanuelle Alt will succeed Carine Roitfeld as the publication's Rédactrice en Chef.
[via style bible]
Going through past issues of the magazine recently to review Carine's time at the helm – more on that later – made me consider just how much Emmanuelle's sensibility has contributed to its unmistakable viewpoint. (I use first names as if I know these women personally....) A few snaps of Mlle. Alt's personal style, courtesy of the magazine's website:
Not much of a surprise, but French Vogue announced today that Emmanuelle Alt will succeed Carine Roitfeld as the publication's Rédactrice en Chef.
[via style bible]Going through past issues of the magazine recently to review Carine's time at the helm – more on that later – made me consider just how much Emmanuelle's sensibility has contributed to its unmistakable viewpoint. (I use first names as if I know these women personally....) A few snaps of Mlle. Alt's personal style, courtesy of the magazine's website:
Gold Rush
Alexander McQueen Gold Chrysanthemum ring ($225) and cuff ($565).
Pair with:
Camel Belted Merino Wool Drape dress, $609
(originally $1,535). All at alexandermcqueen.com.
Pair with:
Camel Belted Merino Wool Drape dress, $609(originally $1,535). All at alexandermcqueen.com.
Gil Scott-Heron x The XX
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Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie XX "New York Is Killing Me"
from We're New Here (available February 21 from Rough Trade). More info at werenewhere.com and gilscottheron.net
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie XX "New York Is Killing Me"
from We're New Here (available February 21 from Rough Trade). More info at werenewhere.com and gilscottheron.net
Image of the Day
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The U.S. Postal Service announced its new stamp designs for 2011 last week, and this is my favorite:
Pioneers of American Industrial Design honors twelve of the nation's most influential industrial designers from the mid-20th Century: Frederick Hurten Rhead, Walter Dorwin Teague, Norman Bel Geddes, Raymond Loewy, Donald Deskey, Gilbert Rohde, Greta von Nessen, Russel Wright, Henry Dreyfuss, Peter Müller-Munk, Dave Chapman, and Eliot Noyes. The series will be available in July, 2011.
Truth be told, I'm still kind of mad at the post office right now – I haven't received some books I ordered and I'm pretty sure it's their fault – but nice postage stamps make me want to hug them anyway.
The U.S. Postal Service announced its new stamp designs for 2011 last week, and this is my favorite:
Pioneers of American Industrial Design honors twelve of the nation's most influential industrial designers from the mid-20th Century: Frederick Hurten Rhead, Walter Dorwin Teague, Norman Bel Geddes, Raymond Loewy, Donald Deskey, Gilbert Rohde, Greta von Nessen, Russel Wright, Henry Dreyfuss, Peter Müller-Munk, Dave Chapman, and Eliot Noyes. The series will be available in July, 2011.Truth be told, I'm still kind of mad at the post office right now – I haven't received some books I ordered and I'm pretty sure it's their fault – but nice postage stamps make me want to hug them anyway.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Best Foot Forward
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For those who are already thinking this far ahead: these are tied up with a bow and are Valentine's Day-ready.
For those who are already thinking this far ahead: these are tied up with a bow and are Valentine's Day-ready.
Image of the Day
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Victoria Haven: There's No Place Like Home, 2010 (Ink on paper, 60 X 70 inches), at Greg Kucera Gallery in Seattle tonight through February 19. Click here for more info and images from the exhibition, and visit Victoria Haven's website at vichaven.com.
Victoria Haven: There's No Place Like Home, 2010 (Ink on paper, 60 X 70 inches), at Greg Kucera Gallery in Seattle tonight through February 19. Click here for more info and images from the exhibition, and visit Victoria Haven's website at vichaven.com.Wednesday, January 5, 2011
You're Going Home
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Gerry Rafferty "Baker Street" from City to City (United Artists, 1978)
Scottish singer/songwriter Gerry Rafferty passed away yesterday at the age of 63. I can't say I was the hugest fan, just in that I'm not that familiar with most of his work, but he holds a special place in my heart. When I was a kid, my dad, who is a woodworker, had his first shop in Totem Lake. Sometimes when he went there on the weekends my brother and I would get to go with him – we'd ride our bikes around the industrial park and there was a little stream that ran parallel with the driveway (possibly just slightly polluted) that we'd mess around in, before they fenced it off. A Husqvarna dealership was on the opposite end of the building, and being obsessed with BMX, we thought those dudes were scary and cool. In the shop next door to my dad's, his friend Rex was building a 39-foot sailboat by hand. If it was raining and we couldn't ride bikes, we'd go inside and nail wood together.
On the way back home we would often split a can of 7-Up (or Country Time, or Green River, if my brother and I had our way) and listen to KJR or KZAM. When the song "Baker Street" would come on I remember we all really loved it, and at some point this love reached critical mass and we went to the record store (I think maybe Budget Tapes & Records in Bellevue) and picked up the album.
I still have that record, and I'm probably biased, but I think it holds up pretty well today.
Gerry Rafferty "Baker Street" from City to City (United Artists, 1978)
Scottish singer/songwriter Gerry Rafferty passed away yesterday at the age of 63. I can't say I was the hugest fan, just in that I'm not that familiar with most of his work, but he holds a special place in my heart. When I was a kid, my dad, who is a woodworker, had his first shop in Totem Lake. Sometimes when he went there on the weekends my brother and I would get to go with him – we'd ride our bikes around the industrial park and there was a little stream that ran parallel with the driveway (possibly just slightly polluted) that we'd mess around in, before they fenced it off. A Husqvarna dealership was on the opposite end of the building, and being obsessed with BMX, we thought those dudes were scary and cool. In the shop next door to my dad's, his friend Rex was building a 39-foot sailboat by hand. If it was raining and we couldn't ride bikes, we'd go inside and nail wood together.
On the way back home we would often split a can of 7-Up (or Country Time, or Green River, if my brother and I had our way) and listen to KJR or KZAM. When the song "Baker Street" would come on I remember we all really loved it, and at some point this love reached critical mass and we went to the record store (I think maybe Budget Tapes & Records in Bellevue) and picked up the album.I still have that record, and I'm probably biased, but I think it holds up pretty well today.
Image of the Day
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Todd Hido: 9050, 2009 (Chromogenic print, edition of 5, 30 x 38 inches). Part of a new exhibition of Hido's photographs, Fragmented Narratives, at Bruce Silverstein Gallery, this Thursday night through February 12. Info and more images here.
Todd Hido: 9050, 2009 (Chromogenic print, edition of 5, 30 x 38 inches). Part of a new exhibition of Hido's photographs, Fragmented Narratives, at Bruce Silverstein Gallery, this Thursday night through February 12. Info and more images here. Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Rara Avis
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[click to enlarge]
[click to enlarge]In the course of mining our library for images to include in our New Year's post, I came across Francesco Scavullo's portrait of artist and fashion editor Bridget Tichenor. This photograph was taken in 1978, when Tichenor was 61. Gorgeous! I now have the definitive blueprint for styling my later decades.
Tichenor was the subject of the 1985 documentary short Rara Avis, directed by Tufic Makhlouf. Part one is below; two and three are after the jump. (The imagery makes it totally worthwhile, even if you don't speak Spanish.)
Tichenor was the subject of the 1985 documentary short Rara Avis, directed by Tufic Makhlouf. Part one is below; two and three are after the jump. (The imagery makes it totally worthwhile, even if you don't speak Spanish.)
Image of the Day
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Les Krims: Two Beauticians with Strange Hairstyles Pretending to be Interested in Science, Buffalo, New York, 1978.
When I first heard about Krims from Seattle-based photographer Kyle Johnson, very little of Krims' work was on the web, and his books were (and remain) extremely hard to come by. Now he has re-launched a website with a cross-section of mostly conceptual work from the '60s, '70s, and '80s, and an interview by Ken Miller (Tokion). I am still holding out hope for finding some of the books but this is a great reminder.
Visit leskrims.com for more info and images (including prints available for purchase).
(via Kyle Johnson)
Les Krims: Two Beauticians with Strange Hairstyles Pretending to be Interested in Science, Buffalo, New York, 1978.When I first heard about Krims from Seattle-based photographer Kyle Johnson, very little of Krims' work was on the web, and his books were (and remain) extremely hard to come by. Now he has re-launched a website with a cross-section of mostly conceptual work from the '60s, '70s, and '80s, and an interview by Ken Miller (Tokion). I am still holding out hope for finding some of the books but this is a great reminder.
Visit leskrims.com for more info and images (including prints available for purchase).
(via Kyle Johnson)
Cedar Rapids
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I'm not 100% on this one – Netflix yes, theater doubtful – but director Miguel Arteta has a good track record (The Good Girl, Youth in Revolt) so I'm looking forward to seeing it. Plus, Clay Davis:
I'm not 100% on this one – Netflix yes, theater doubtful – but director Miguel Arteta has a good track record (The Good Girl, Youth in Revolt) so I'm looking forward to seeing it. Plus, Clay Davis:
Monday, January 3, 2011
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