Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Sunday, April 17, 2016


Vesuvius, I am here
You are all I have
Fire of fire, I'm insecure
For it has all been made to plan

Though I know I will fail
I cannot be made to laugh
For in life as in death
I'd rather be burned than be living in debt

Vesuvius, are you ghost?
Or the symbols of light? Or of fantasy host?
In your breast I carry the form
The heart of the earth and the weapons of warmth

Vesuvius, the tragic oath
For you have destroyed the elegant smoke
Oracle, I fought him at last
They were the feast of a permanent blast

Vesuvius, oh be kind
It hasn't occurred, no it hasn't been said
Sufjan, follow the path
It leads to an article of eminent death

Sufjan, follow your heart
Follow the flame, or fall on the floor
Sufjan, the panic inside
The murdering ghost that you cannot ignore

Vesuvius, fire of fire
Follow me now, as I favor the host

Vesuvius, fire of fire
Follow me now, as I favor the ghost

Follow me now, or follow me down
Why does it have to be so hard?

Saturday, April 9, 2016


Naples, with its three thousand years of history, is the perfect setting for the street art of Ernest Pignon-Ernest. This Nicoise artist was inspired by painters Caravaggio, Ribera & Guarino each of whom had been influenced by the history and faded beauty of this ancient city state. 
Ernest has used the the tattered and torn facades of these elegant, decayed buildings to infuse his classical designs and biblical images. Creating a living artwork that finds expression in the daily lives of the Neapolitans during Easter. 
Ernest revisited Naples 5 times over 12 years bringing his unique art to the cityscape and creating a visual feast that is in perfect harmony with its setting. 

Saturday, April 2, 2016


I read “I Survived The Destruction of Pompeii” by Lauren Tarshis.
In the first chapter, Mount Vesuvius erupted and Pompeii vanished under more than 30 feet of fiery ash and stone. The people said it was the end of the world. Marcus, the main character, looked up and saw a big flaming boulder heading toward him and he ran.
Marcus was a slave and had to scrub the floors and bowls, and it was a lot of work. Marcus was just missed by a big marble statue of Achilles that nearly came crashing down on top of him.
So far Marcus had bad luck. Will his luck change? I think you should head to your library or bookstore and grab a copy to find out!