ecosophia: JMG in lecture mode (Default)
I'm sitting at the computer in an unfamiliar apartment crowded with boxes, and Sara's sound asleep two rooms away, which is probably a better choice of activity than mine just now. Around us, East Providence, Rhode Island, is dozing off, and no doubt I'll be doing the same thing too in a bit.

Yes, we've moved to Rhode Island: "that universal haven of the odd, the free, and the dissenting," in H.P. Lovecraft's well-turned phrase. Those who are concerned about global warming, as most of us should be, may want to know that our apartment is 82 feet above sea level, well back from the bluffs along the Seekonk River, so a good long ways above any point that'll face flooding in our lifetimes. We're within a few blocks of a library, a farmer's market, a post office, and an assortment of local businesses, with ample public transit and an assortment of other amenities.

I'll discuss the reasons behind the move in due time. I noted back when we moved to Cumberland, MD, in 2009, though, that we were betting on the Rust Belt; one thing to remember about bets is that sometimes you lose. Many of the things I was hoping to accomplish by that move didn't happen, and certain other things shifted in ways I hadn't expected -- in some cases, mind you, I was pleasantly surprised. So a regrouping and reorientation was called for, and here we are.
ecosophia: JMG in Archdruidical robes (Archdruid)
Bright gods. One of my readers just dropped me an email to let me know that the Guggenheim will open an exhibition on June 30 on the Salons de la Rose+Croix of Josephin Peladan, the astonishing 19th century French decadent, magus, and art critic, whose writings -- for all his posturing, political incorrectness, and other irritating features -- taught me a huge amount about how to be an operative mage in a modern society.

Josephin Peladan

Yeah, that's him. He didn't inspire my beard -- I grew it before I heard of him -- but his style was as outlandish in his time as my beard and ponytail are in our post-hippie era.

The detail that matters here is that by the 30th, I'll be a single three hour train ride from the Guggenheim...

Other details on the exhibition can be found here.
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