old anatomy.
Apparently you can score some decent bits of public-domain scanned artwork via Google Book Search. That fellow in the hat on the right is
Bartolomeo Eustachi, or, in the Latin, Bartolomeus Eustachius, sixteenth-century founder of modern anatomy, who didn't actually discover the Eustachian tube, but did do some very important and painstaking research. If you look at the older anatomy texts, you can see that there's a great deal of artistry in them. The anatomists posed the bodies in their drawings in interesting, allegorical and occasionally horrifying positions. None of my textbooks had much in the way of art in them. The subtle allegory of the portrait went out with the introduction of the photograph. None of the science or engineering buildings were decorated with meaningful public art, like murals describing the history of that discipline; at best, there are a few pieces of bland corporate art hanging in the halls, and a heap of scrap labeled sculpture sitting on the front lawn.
I was going to get the new car registered at the DMV today, but I failed, because the car is old, and I need an emissions test. I have a temp plate for it now, which means that I have ten days--that's
one Saturday--in which to do it. Who came up with the bright idea of everyone working at once? How do people who live by themselves receive packages, or register their cars, or bank (in person), or perform any task that involves meeting with people employed by the service industry? Yes, the work week makes a certain level of sense to me, but I don't understand how we're supposed to deal with it.
No comments today; I had nothin' to say.
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