These articles all popped-up on my radar yesterday and thus seem oddly connected. None of them have anything to do with theatre, really.
Nabokov's Last Book Will Not Be Burned
Dmitri Nabokov must have gone through some very real agony. In the end, I wonder if it's about the money? And I wonder if he's read it.
German artist seeks subject willing to die for art
Interesting implications. Difficult to contemplate, I see why he's been waffling for a decade.
Pearls Before Breakfast
Joshua Bell plays in public and almost no one notices him or his 300-year-old violin.
(Thanks, Mike.)
