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New Orleans

We radiate beauty and grace in our food, in our music, in our architecture, in our joy of life, in our celebration of death; in everything that we do. We gave the world this funky thing called jazz; the most uniquely American art form that is developed across the ages from different cultures.

Think about second lines, think about Mardi Gras, think about muffaletta, think about the Saints, gumbo, red beans and rice. By God, just think. All we hold dear is created by throwing everything in the pot; creating, producing something better; everything a product of our historic diversity.

From New Orleans Mayor Mitch Landrieu’s Address on Removal of Four Confederate Statues

CRS-11 Landing aerial footage

Keith Haring in action

Eugene Cernan 1934-2017

National Museum of African American History and Culture

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The new National Museum of African American History and Culture opens on September 24. NPR covers some interesting aspects of the design (see: Yoruba crowns), and the Smithsonian previews some of the “most powerful objects.”

Off the coast of Scotland

The oil rig Transocean Winner was swept ashore in heavy storms off the west coast of Scotland. Surreal.

Olympic graphic design

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AIGA has Milton Glaser review some previous olympic imagery: “Not very successful.”

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Wray, CO Tornado

There’s some amazing footage out there of the May 7, 2016 tornado near Wray, Colorado. I suspect the video does not do it justice, and, without documentation, trying to describe that kind of power to someone would quickly get mystical.

As the North American plains have always been Tornado Alley, I was curious what native stories and legends there might be. This page collects a few sources. From a Kiowa account by Iseeo:

Suddenly, the leader of the party shouted for the men to dismount and prepare for a hard rain. Soon, too, with the approaching cloud, lseeo recalled hearing a -roar that sounded like buffalo in the rutting season. Sloping down from the cloud a sleeve appeared, its center red; from this lightning shot out. The tremendous funnel tore through the timber bordering the Washita. heaving trees into the air.
Some of the young men wanted to run away, but the older, more experienced Kiowas knew what must be done. They called for everyone to try hard and brace themselves. The elders drew their pipes from saddlebags and lit them. They raised their pipes to the storm spirit, entreating it to smoke, and to go around them. The cloud heard their prayers, Iseeo explained, and passed by.

The whole article is fascinating.