Lance Armstrong paid a motorcycle courier.
Eric Clapton sold a Richter painting for $34 million.
Meanwhile, other valuable paintings were stolen.
Hillary takes one for the team.
The allure of Zumba.
Let’s go to Berlin. On drugs.
Regretsy promotes artists.
People dress up in costumes.
There’s no such person as “Dave on Wheels.”
I love animals. Especially that moving lizard.
Somebody crashed into a Target.
Somebody made a threat against the Century Rio movie theater.
A homeless man confessed to murder. The police let him go. They do things by the book.
Happy birthday Suzanne Somers.
Thanks to Jen Lipow Silfer and Constance Moss for the assists.
Art and science are usually viewed as separate, walled-off worlds.
It’s been said that art, while influenced by philosophy and strategy, maintains steadfast ground not in the head, but in the muse-directed heart and gut.
It also goes that science lives in the brain, plodding through cerebral pathways to carve out theories and observe minute truths.
The problem with this stereotype is that it just isn’t true. Art and science lease equal space in the head and heart, and they influence each other as much as they are each inspired by beauty and logic.