by Doug Childers
A hundred years
ago, the Arts and Crafts movement managed to
do something unprecedented: it made simple wooden
chairs the implements of a nationwide revolution.
Today, what was once the weapon of choice for
socialists and progressives is now the stuff
museum collections—and wealthy Hollywood
moguls' houses—are made of.
by Arthur Alexander
When I stood
up to go, somewhat unsteady, I found myself
staring into the eyes of a medium-sized chicken
in the top shelf of the bookcase. It was nesting
between the Shakespeare and the Gibbon. My friend
told me it was a favorite of the mistress of
the household and that not even the dogs dared
They are a people of a different
stomach, these Celts. But my guts were Anglo-Saxon
guts, and they felt sick. Sick. The bus jostled
on the motorway like a horse galloping on the beach
at Galway Bay, and all at once I knew I wasn't going
to make it to Sligo.
Small, American Landscape
Don't get me wrong. I'm all for
that pastoral feeling. If the 'hood wouldn't mind
my bringing in a few goats and a couple of sheep
(and some chickens--nothing beats a fresh egg in
the morning), I'd love lawn. But they wouldn't go
for that. I'm pushing my luck as it is.