Et in Arcadia Ego


I took this photograph in the spring of 2008 outside of a hunting lodge in southside Virginia.  I was there for the wedding of a dear friend.  I have always found it to be one of the most magnificent images I’ve ever seen; this ugly, silent sentinel of modernity that seems so deceptively low-tech, and yet says something about how, even in the most beautiful of pastoral landscapes, our daily modern life intrudes–and intrudes in such a way as to seem outdated.

That is perhaps the most incredible thing about being alive today.  So much that is, in reality, so incredible, so perhaps unthinkable to so many people living around the world today, seem outdated, old, to be ignored and replaced.

I see this, and I see a memento mori of high technology.

Beginning Again

I begin to blog anew.  My desire here is to write about the books I read, to collect and curate fine readings, music, images, and other media that I come across around the internet, and to create, then, a one-man literary journal, of sorts.  I might essay from time to time.

My goals are humble, but to read and write and discipline myself in my reading and writing–those, to me, are noble goals.  And perhaps you will read, and find things compelling.