We love American poetry! Who hasn’t enjoyed the rural scenarios of Robert Frost, the boldness of Maya Angelou, the mysterious darkness of Edgar Allan Poe, and the work of many more great American poets?
I can’t remember the last time ideaLAB’s recording studio went unused during Open Lab. Along with 3D printing, it’s definitely our most popular offering. The studio has a slew of software, a couple of microphones, a MIDI keyboard controller, digital turntables, a drum machine, and two guitars (one electric and one acoustic/electric).
The weather outside right now isn't exactly inviting--first it rains, then it snows, then it rains again. It's a good day to be inside. But snow or no snow, we all know winter is finished, and all this moisture means the hillsides are about to be covered with wildflowers. Most Coloradans recognize famous one like the Rocky Mountain Columbine, but what about the lesser-known wildflowers? Have you met the Blue Toadflax? How about the Curvepod Fumewort? Little Pink Elephants? I haven't, I'm afraid, but I've decided this is the year I will.
Growing up in the northeast, I had always assumed albeit naively that slavery only existed in the southern states. Years later, I was looking at statistics pertaining to the U.S. slavery population prior to the Civil War on the U.S. Census website and was I surprised. Much to my dismay it existed everywhere even in my hometown, the city of New York. How shocking that was.
In Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, the fearsome basilisk emerged from its lair and slithered through the walls of Hogwarts. One look at its reflection left people petrified. Here at the Central Library, I'm happy to say we have no basilisks. But we do have creatures in our walls, and they were petrified--literally turned to stone--long ago.
Excerpt from Oscar Wilde's essay, Impressions of America, "From Salt Lake City one travels over the great plains of Colorado and up the Rocky Mountains, on the top of which is Leadville, the richest city in the world. It has also got the reputation of being the roughest, and every man carries a revolver. I was told that if I went there they would be sure to shoot me or my travelling manager. I wrote and told them that nothing that they could do to my travelling manager would intimidate me.
Oscar Wilde recorded, in his Impressions of America, that when he visited Leadville, Colorado in April of 1882, he was lowered in a bucket to the bottom of one of Horace Tabor's mines and while at the bottom of the mine, he was treated to a three-course dinner hosted by a group of rough and ready miners. Dinner was described thusly, "The first course was whisky, the second course was whisky and the third course was whisky."