“The best people possess a feeling for beauty, the courage to take risks, the discipline to tell the truth, the capacity for sacrifice. Ironically, their virtues make them vulnerable: they are often wounded, sometimes destroyed.”
— Ernest Hemingway
— Ernest Hemingway
The Ronettes with Phil Spector, Gold Star Studios, Hollywood, California
I don’t know what it says about me that I have a big crush on an openly gay actor who tends to play sinister thugs and creepily licked someone’s face and pulled out their teeth to torture them in the latest episode of Scandal, but well, Guillermo Diaz fascinates me. I’ve loved him ever since he played drug trafficker Guillermo Garcia Gomez on Weeds, and I think he’s fantastic in his latest role as Huck on Scandal. Huck is a complicated character - a genius computer hacker and former super-spy battling an addiction to killing people who somehow has your complete sympathy from episode 1 on, in spite of some of the truly sick things he does - and Diaz plays him with passionate perfection. Not to mention he’s got this whole unexpectedly attractive scruffy, unkempt thing going on. Someone give this guy an Emmy already.
Remember the Life of Nelson Mandela
Nelson Mandela has left the planet. It is, at the time of writing, slightly more raw than the long-rehearsed curtains-down on 95 years ought to be. To South Africans like me, he has long been the man who held up the sky. Who will hold it up now?
Over the next few days, weeks, there will be a torrent of equally long-rehearsed, finely-pitched, predictably excellent journalism to commemorate him. This is not that. It is not “the Mandela I knew.” It is not “the Jesus of Soweto.” It is not meant to add to the coming scree of well-meaning hagiography.
Instead, it’s a bit of an antidote. A life story chopped into a few interesting lesser-known facts, the odder revealing moments, personal things, designed to give a flavor of the real man above the Morgan Free-man he’d become. To penetrate if possible through the reek of incense that is about to envelop our secular saint, towards something more measured, but perhaps all the more human for that.
For W magazine’s Art Issue, cover star George Clooney was “subjected to the unflinching gaze of five fierce female artists,” including Tracey Emin, who created the awesome neon piece above by asking him a series of questions like “Do you talk when you make love?” and “Antique or contemporary? Fireplace or radiator?” Both the interview and the resulting neon are fantastic, as are the photos of Clooney covered in Yayoi Kusama dots and the Marilyn Minter painting of him obscured by steamy glass. So cool to see two of my favorite worlds - art and pop culture - merged together like this. :)