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...sort of fishing guide who takes you to the fish, points out the fish, tells you to keep your rod pointed down and when to "strip"--tug the line. All that baby-sitting will produce, he says, is a caught fish. What Chouinard wants to produce is an act of understanding. He teaches me about the different water speeds at three different depths. He shows me how to "mend the line," to slow up the motion of the fly. After 20 minutes of correcting and watching me, he suddenly leaves, and I do not notice his leaving...
...plain and sometimes ugly truth is that when this sort of work sticks its jaw out into the wider world, its jaw turns to glass. That is surely the case with the lightning rod of the show, Ofili's The Holy Virgin Mary (1996). The work, which has now been placed behind Plexiglas, with a velvet rope in front and a guard standing by to protect it from any angry viewers, is a perfectly competent rendering of a Christian icon--a central figure on a ground of gold. The drawing of an African Mary (Ofili is of Nigerian descent...
...individual opportunity" in a country where opportunity is "the thing that every single person is supposed to have as a fundamental right." Which is why, as his book adroitly shows, even if the SAT doesn't work perfectly as a scientific instrument, it works for sure as a lightning rod...
Determined to preserve quality time, I sucked it up, batted a few of them away with the rod butt and continued casting. I even heard my dad yelp from the stings a couple of times, which, strangely, made me feel a little better. Sometimes having tangible evidence that your father also experiences human pain can be comforting...
Hoping to salvage some success with a few final casts, I reared back with my rod and fired with a strong flick of my wrist. Apparently, there was another soft spot in my line. I felt the way a pitcher must feel when someone goes yard on his fastball when my line broke and it and my lure shot approximately 100 yards into deep blue nothingness. "Yes, I believe we're done for the day," I thought to myself...