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Wednesday, December 29, 2004

So Long, Susan

With all the news from Asia, Susan Sontag's death got lost in the shuffle. I've read a number of her essays over the years, and I've always found them insightful and thought provoking. I didn't realize she also wrote plays. Her book On Photography is a wonderful look at the history of photography, but also digs in to big issues of modernism and postmodernism. A must read for those who like critical works.

For a touch of levity, I used to work in a small art museum in Washington, D.C. One day Sontag came in to look around. Oddly, Charlton Heston, actor and NRA Top Goon, chose to visit on the same day. They were on separate private tours with different curators; we really wanted them to bump into each other and see what happened. Alas, it was not to be.

Excelsior.


2 comments:

LadyLitBlitzin said...

That encounter (which didn't actually happen) could make a great short story!

Hebdomeros said...

You know, it probably would. If you could see me, you'd see me smacking myself on the head right now for not thinking of it.