Beat the Clock

I have 15 minutes till they lock us in the library, or possibly frown at us and escort us out. Can I do a short blog update in this time? Edge of your seats, friends, I know you are.

We came here so I could catch up on email, but instead I only managed to send three. Grrr. Tomorrow or the next day, if I owe you a letter.

Things...

I'm thrilled that I'll be able to see the Chagall exhibit while I'm in San Francisco, but slightly bitter about missing the upcoming Diane Arbus retrospective. 'A nice piece in the New York Times Magazine about her work and the show.'What's left after what one isn't is taken away is what one is,'' Arbus wrote in a notebook in 1959. I like that very much.

And it's a slight comfort if unsettling that the staff at the Baghdad Museum actually hid many of the items in the collection before the war.

The music is playing me off the stage. Must dash.