This week I am going a bit against the grain. My grain. Just to see how it feels.
One. Inspirational stories on how adversity made man better are not sitting well with me these days, as much truth as there might be in them. I would rather read Primo Levi’s “If this is a man”, the most judgment free account of time spent in a concentration camp. Unimaginable hardship didn’t make Primo Levi better – just different. Or I would rather listen to Eileen, an 86-year-old lady who, on my rounds at the hospital, insisted I read the piece she wrote on being afflicted by a litany of maladies over the years: her wit, her caustic acceptance and her clear vision made my week. I told her if she couldn’t find a publisher for her piece, I would discuss with sofa girl publishing it here.
Two. Irreverent is not always good. But mostly it is. Like John Water’s commencement speech at the Rhode Island School of Design.
“Uh, don’t hate all rich people. They’re not all awful. Believe me, I know some evil poor people, too. We need some rich people: Who else is going to back our movies or buy our art? I’m rich! I don’t mean money-wise. I mean that I have figured out how to never be around assholes at any time in my personal and professional life. That’s rich. And not being around assholes should be the goal of every graduate here today.” (You can read the entire speech here).
Three. Our unofficial London scout, and great pal, Eddie is always a good source of interesting things. I found this on his Facebook page. I could give you the spiel on the where and why and blah blah but where is the pleasure in art if it always needs to be explained? (although an explanation can be found here, if you really must).
Four. The sales assistant at JCrew tried hard to sell me a camel coat. No shade of beige is ever going to flatter my skin, even if the coat did suit me. Very ladylike. But I have always wanted a pea coat, even if the sales assistant was not convinced. Never mind her. I am now the proud owner of this pea coat, whether it suits me or not.
Five. I swore I would never be that person who posted pictures of my dogs just because I could. But screw that too. These two smart, funny, sensitive and lovely beings are always ready to dispense hugs, kisses, warmth and wet tongues when I need them. They deserve a little place in the sun this week.