Earthrise

Apollo 8, the first manned mission to the moon, entered lunar orbit on Christmas Eve, Dec. 24, 1968.

NASA’s image of the day shows the first photograph of an earthrise. Did anyone ever imagine an earthrise before this picture illustrated it? Astronaut Bill Anders exposed this photo during the Apollo 8 mission 40 years ago today. From this photograph Oliver Morton begins a thoughtful contemplation of life and our planet:

That the Earth is small is undeniable. If the inner solar system were the size of the United States, the Earth would be the size of a football field; if the distance to the center of the galaxy were a mile, the Earth would be less than an atom. But if the “Earthrise” photo could have captured our planet in the dimension of time instead of space, things would look different. In its duration, as opposed to its diameter, the Earth demands to be measured on a cosmic scale. At more than four billion years old, it stretches a third of the way across the history of the universe, a third of the way back to the Big Bang itself. Many of the stars you can see on a clear winter’s night are younger than the planet beneath your feet.

Work globally, attend locally

Two weeks ago, before flying to Vienna for a week of work, I saw the premiere of “The Eight: Reindeer Monologs” written by Jeff Goode and directed by my friend Vic Chaney. It’s a tiny production at the Exit Theatre. But it’s fantastically well acted and directed from a hilarious script involving Santa and his reindeer in an North Pole workshop sex scandal. If you read this before December 20, try to get tickets and go see it. You will not be disappointed.

A couple of days after I got back from Vienna, napping Wednesday afternoon from jet lag, Deb called to see if I’d join her and some friends for an evening of storytelling. It turned out to be this month’s installment of the Porch Light Storytelling Series whose theme was “all that glitters is not gold.” What a pleasure it was to sit with an audience of a few hundred San Franciscans listening to people get up and spend ten minutes telling touching, funny stories. The setting was the Verdi Club, which is this quaint old italian social hall which can be rented out for weddings and (apparently) storytelling events.

Willow Willow singing \

There’s a tiny stage like you used to have in your grammar school auditorium. The lighting is terrible. But the voices are clear. The stories are wonderful and the organizers Arlene and Beth make everyone feel even more at home than Ira Glass does his guests on This American Life. There were live musical interludes to keep the evening moving including a heartbreaking rendition of Christmas Time from the Charlie Brown Christmas Special by a duo called Willow Willow.

And last night I went to Caffe Triest in Berkeley to see my friend Sonia Caltvedt play with Brian Wood’s jazz band. Live music should be a part of everyone’s week. More pictures from that night are in the gallery…

Pride and Prejudice

In this morning’s New York Times, Maureen Dowd recasts our presidential race in classic chick lit terms:Frontispiece illustration from the 1903 American edition of Pride and Prejudice

Like the leading man of Jane Austen and Bridget Jones, Obama can, as Austen wrote, draw “the attention of the room by his fine, tall person, handsome features, noble mien. …he was looked at with great admiration for about half the evening, till his manners gave a disgust which turned the tide of his popularity; for he was discovered to be proud, to be above his company, and above being pleased.”

While she does no great service to addressing really pressing issues of this campaign, it’s a nice distillation of questions concerning Mr. Obama’s character, and of ours as a nation of suitors.

 

Articles back online…

Well, for those very few of you paying attention, the articles on this site have been restored. Photo banners will be back shortly as well.  Banners are back now too. But my HTML validation is completely whacked. Ah well. 

The Principles of Uncertainty (now free of charge)

I must have missed the memo. To my great pleasure, I discovered today that the New York Times has recently made access to their archives free of charge. In addition they’ve abolished their irritating Times Select experiment, where certain columnists and content was offered for a fee. I hope that this change proves to be a profitable one for them. I think it will. I think that institutions like the Times must learn to deliver their service free of tiered corrals of “premium” content. My intuition is that the more obscure that information becomes, the less commercial value it will retain over time. Of course not all information is like this. But particularly for art and opinion, the value comes in sharing the experience.A perfect example is the guest blog by Maira Kalman called The Principles of Uncertainty, which was previously only available to Times Select subscribers. Enjoy it now for free online. Or wait a few weeks and buy the book.