“Races condemned to one hundred years of solitude do not get a second chance on this earth.” That line would have no place here. Gilbert Hernandez’s book suggests that Julio’s family, despite all the time nature and history rob them of, do not need another chance to make anything right.
There are two broader themes mutually shared between all exhibited artwork: first, the melancholic loneliness of landscape, and second, the duality of heavenly elements in a hellish milieu or, conversely, the demonic details in a heavenly environment.
The “recluse” artist is an endangered species, but there’s still one artist keeping the idea of the private public figure alive: Bill Watterson, writer and illustrator of Calvin and Hobbes.
I’d like to argue, though, that there is more here than just a seasonal shift — that a more cosmic confluence exists between Passover, Easter, and baseball that enriches and enlivens why so many of us love so dearly this age-old American pastime. Here, I want to turn to Jacques Barzun.
Between the “legalese,” the adversarial nature of proceedings, and the physical divisions of the courtroom, it comes as no surprise these spaces feel increasingly unapproachable to the general public.
Emo’s had seen Austin, buoyed by SXSW, come into itself as the live musical capital of the world. And then it watched as the city outgrew itself.