Jan Brueghel the Elder - The Adoration of the Kings (detail)
Fuck Earth Day.
No, really. Fuck Earth Day. Not the first one, forty-four years ago, the one of sepia-hued nostalgia, but everything the day has since come to be: the darkest, cruelest, most brutally self-satirizing spectacle of the year.
Fuck it. Let it end here.
End the dishonesty, the deception. Stop lying to yourselves, and to your children. Stop pretending that the crisis can be “solved,” that the planet can be “saved,” that business more-or-less as usual—what progressives and environmentalists have been doing for forty-odd years and more—is morally or intellectually tenable. Let go of the pretense that “environmentalism” as we know it—virtuous green consumerism, affluent low-carbon localism, head-in-the-sand conservationism, feel-good greenwashed capitalism—comes anywhere near the radical response our situation requires.=
Richard Teschner (1879, Bohemia—1948, Vienna) made prints and illustrated books in turn-of-the-century Prague, hanging out with writers like Meyrink and Paul Leppin and exhibiting withHugo Steiner-Prag.
He finally settled in Vienna and devoted himself to the puppet theater. Brittanica says he “developed the artistic potentialities of the Javanese rod puppet for western puppet theatre.” I’ll keep digging! (For instance, someone needs to comb through this archive of his puppets.) [update: some photos of Teschner’s puppets here.]
Via 50 Watts