I tease my much younger co-workers about their relationship with their ‘Smart’ phones; most are using an Apple product but have become ‘android’ users nonetheless, if you catch my drift. Customers at the store who leave their phones behind inadvertently at the register or in their shopping cart call the store when they realize “I don’t have my phone!” in a panic akin to the realization they have left behind one of their children. Too frequently they exclaim on being reunited with the pocket technology, “It was like losing my brain.”
As something of Luddite with respect to phones — I have a flip phone that I rarely carry with me except when traveling — I shake my head with wonder and judgmental disapproval at this dependence.
I was confronted yesterday with the risible hypocrisy of that posture when my laptop failed. I have had to purchase a new personal computer and face the fact that I have been at least as dependent on this technology as my young cohorts are with their phones. I just don’t carry the PC around with me and consult it every few minutes. Uploading software and regaining access to accounts online will be the better of my day today which drives that point home.
Yesterday I wrote what I thought would be a simple filler piece about Rowling’s “passion” for Thomas Gainsborough’s paintings in her “early twenties,” something she discussed briefly with Frazer in the 2001 Q&A, Conversations with J. K. Rowling. I pledged in that post to write a promised piece today about her love for the Caravaggio painting Supper at Emmaus that she mentioned both in Frazer and in last Sunday’s London Times Q&A. I will be working on bringing my new computer up to speed (and putting my working life here back on track) instead.
Today, though, after the jump, I share three more notes about Thomas Gainsborough and Rowling’s “passion” for his paintings during her formative “early twenties” in London, discoveries I didn’t include in yesterday’s post for lack of time.This morning, I’m wondering if these neglected thoughts are not the more important points about Rowling, the National Gallery, and what the young author saw in the eighteenth century painter. [Read more…]

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