Two very different mediums. In the morning, my terrific Honors student (in Art History, this time!) Sophia Soll talks about what nineteenth century American landscapes can't show directly in terms of the transcendental; in the early evening, Nigel - on a very flying visit from Princeton - plays us his version of John Donne's "The Flea," set to - adapted to - hmmm, early prog rock? Think Soft Machine or early King Crimson. Gramsci was not at all sure what to make of this, but (presumably grasping that this was a song about Fleas) thought that the safest course of action was to wash himself, vigorously.
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