Books, books everywhere

In the last month I've started six books and finished none: Six Easy Pieces (Richard Feynman), The Pickwick Papers (Charles Dickens), Cosmos and Psyche (Richard Tarnas), The Kite Runner (Khaled Hosseini), The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay (Michael Chabon) and Collapse (Jared Diamond).

Nothing's grabbing me. (Well, I got squeamish about The Kite Runner, which I attribute to a year of reading Sikram Veth, Rohinton Mistry and Shyam Selvadurai novels -- I could not put them down but they were traumatizing to read -- ; and Cosmos and Psyche was recalled by the library before I even cracked it open.)

I am becalmed, à la "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner."

Joan Miró, The Gold of the Azure

Halbot K. Browne (Phiz), Mr. Pickwick Slides

François Gérard, Cupid and Psyche

Giorgio de Chirico, Melancholy and Mystery of a Street

Roy Lichtenstein, Wham

Viking Urnes brooch, ca. 1100