I heard this expression for the first time this morning. Obviously, I have not spent enough of my life among show people.
[“Dark”: the theater is closed.]
Monday, November 6, 2023
“Mondays are dark”
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Michael Leddy“Orange Crate Art” is a song by Van Dyke Parks and the title of a 1995 album by Van Dyke Parks and Brian Wilson. “Orange Crate Art” is for me one of the great American songs: “Orange crate art was a place to start.”
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Life is to be lived, not controlled; and humanity is won by continuing to play in the face of certain defeat.
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Nos plus grandes craintes, comme nos plus grandes espérances, ne sont pas au-dessus de nos forces, et nous pouvons finir par dominer les unes et réaliser les autres. [Our worst fears, like our greatest hopes, are not outside our powers, and we can come in the end to triumph over the former and to achieve the latter.]
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Νέος ἐφ’ ἡμέρῃ ἥλιος. [The sun is new every day.]
Heraclitus
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Every day is a new deal.
Harvey Pekar, “Alice Quinn”
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Nos plus grandes craintes, comme nos plus grandes espérances, ne sont pas au-dessus de nos forces, et nous pouvons finir par dominer les unes et réaliser les autres. [Our worst fears, like our greatest hopes, are not outside our powers, and we can come in the end to triumph over the former and to achieve the latter.]
Marcel Proust, Finding Time Again
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Surely, in the light of history, it is more intelligent to hope rather than to fear, to try rather than not to try.
Eleanor Roosevelt, You Learn by Living
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I don’t really deeply feel that anyone needs an airtight reason for quoting from the works of writers he loves, but it’s always nice, I’ll grant you, if he has one.
J.D. Salinger, Seymour: An Introduction
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comments: 4
An interesting phrase. Never heard it..even though art galleries are usually closed on Mondays, like theatres.
Hi, via Fresca's blog
Restaurants too, at least often, at least in the States. I haven’t done any looking to suss out where “Mondays are dark” has currency. If I find anything, I’ll report back.
Fresca has a way of connecting blog readers/writers, doesn’t she?
She does so.
And people in her place of work too.
I am so glad that she has some of my art to go on her wall...and the girlettes have some of my wee pots
Hey! Hi, that’s me!
(Never heard that phrase either.)
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