9 to 13 September
This week began and ended with bugs: guest poster and insect illustrator Mayaan Harel dissected cultural notions of disgust, which she had to overcome in order to pursue her chosen field. I revealed my abiding desire and thwarted quest to eat them.
Roberta watched avian tornadoes.
Helen found a museum that houses, alongside other unexpected treasures, the world’s only submarine piano, a “hot gasoline balloon” for deep-sea exploration, and a silk map for downed pilots.
And Ann gave us Herman Heyn, a sidewalk astronomer in an off-kilter town, who soothes Baltimore’s existential fears night after night: those stars, they’re real, they’re really there.