Mathilda’s solo
An evening pause:
A nightly pause from the news to give the reader/viewer a bit of classic entertainment.
An evening pause:
An evening pause: “Theories are nice, but the proof is in the experiment.”
An evening pause: Issy Emeney doing some Appalachian flatfooting.
An evening pause: From 1978, though the lyrics are a bit older.
An evening pause: And now for something truly silly.
An evening pause: A hand-painted work of art in less than nine minutes.
An evening pause: The finale of Leonard Bernstein’s Candide. Just before the song begins, Candide says this:
We will not think noble, because we are not noble. We will not live in perfect harmony because there is no such thing in this world, nor should there be. We can only promise to do our best, and to live out our lives. Dear God, that is all we can promise in truth. Marry me, Cunegonde.
An evening pause:
An evening pause: Strange things happen on April 1, even in a boring math class.
An evening pause: A very talented actor once told me that a great deal of all comedy is based on contrast, on juxtaposing extreme opposites in unexpected ways.
An evening pause: The central sequence from the 1979 movie, The Black Stallion, when the shipwrecked boy Alec succeeds in taming the shipwrecked Arabian horse. The combination of Carmine Coppola’s music and Caleb Deschanel’s photography in this sequence is unmatched.
An evening pause: The beauty of a flower from a scientist’s perspective.
An evening pause:
An evening pause: News you can use!
An evening pause: Driving across the Wabash Cannonball Bridge going from Indiana to Illinois. The bridge is single lane, with a wooden deck, and over a hundred years old.
What’s really cool is how the driver is able to drive while holding his camera overhead through his sun roof.
An evening pause: An entertaining combination of engineering, lighting, and dance.
An evening pause:
An evening pause: From 1954.
An evening pause: Here’s some more harp, this time played in a way you’ve never heard it by the Celtic Harp Orchestra.
An evening pause: Anne Postic jiving on the harp.