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Reflections on Teaching, Reading, and Writing... and Art
Bruce Schauble
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- Magic Portal
- Otherwise Engaged
- Puzzling
- The Mission
- Old School
- Revelation and Expectation
- Convergences
- What is to Be Done?
- What is the What
- Whole Language
- Of Blogs and Substance
- Another Day
- What Light There Is
- Gradewise
- Poisonwood, Again
- Myelination and Horizontality
- The Heart of the Matter
- The Flying Machine
- Such a River Should Not Be Crossed
- Speed Painting
- Feeding the Beast
- Kailua Moonrise
- These are the times...
- Begging the Question
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Recommended Reading
- A Gentleman in Moscow (Towles)
- A Tale for the Time Being (Ozeki)
- Augustus (Williams)
- Cloud Atlas (Mitchell)
- Early Decision (Crawford)
- Educated (Westover)
- Milkman (Burns)
- Mink River (Doyle)
- Outline Trilogy (Cusk)
- The Autobiography of Red (Carson)
- The Blazing World (Hustvedt)
- The Falconer (Czapnik)
- The Golden Legend (Aslam)
- The Interestings (Wolitzer)
- The Overstory (Powers)
- The Road (McCarthy)
- Transatlantic (McCann)
- Foster (Keegan)
- The Deluge (Markley)
- This is Happiness (Williams)
- North Woods (Mason)
- Tom Lake (Patchett)
- Lessons in Chemistry (Garmus)
- Tremor (Teju Cole)
- The Future (Alderman)
Elaborations
Only the individual who has never written and never dealt with images can say that there are no questions in his sphere, just a solid mass of answers...You are right to demand that an artist take a conscious attitude toward his work, but you confuse two concepts: resolving a question and posing a question correctly. Only the second is required of the artist. In Anna Karenina and Onegin not one question is resolved, but you are satisfied solely because all the questions in them are posed correctly.
- Anton Chekhov
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From the age of six I was in the habit of drawing all kinds of things. Although I had produced numerous designs by my fiftieth year, none of my works done before my seventieth is really worth counting. At the age of seventy-three I have come to understand the true form of animals, insects and fish and the nature of plants and trees. Consequently, by the age of eighty-six I will have made more and more progress, and at ninety I will have got closer to the essence of art. At the age of one hundred I will have reached a magnificent level and at one hundred and ten each dot and each line will be alive. I would like to ask those who outlive me to observe that I have not spoken without reason.
- Hokusai
"One asks not only for the courage of his convictions, but for the courage of his doubts, in a world of dangerously passionate certainties"
- Eric Sevareid
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