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Head by Gaetano Zumbo, La Specola museum, Florence, Italy. Postcard.

My two-week stint as Boing Boing guestblogger ended Monday. Exhilarating, exhausting, ex…machina? Archives here, and here, and here, and here, here, for anyone interested.

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Reliquary of San Valentino, Basilica di Santa Maria in Cosmedin, Rome, Italy. Postcard.

I’m still picking the shrapnel out of my Kevlar backside. A rite of passage, to be sure. Anonymous posting seems to enable the most troll-tastic troglodytism or, worse yet, a Nitpicking Unto Death. But BB’s hive mind is supersmart, so when the critiques were constructive, they were invaluable. I was mightily impressed by some posters’ intellectual generosity of spirit, their willingness to share their wisdom and thoughtfully challenge my arguments. And the editors—especially the long-suffering David Pescovitz, who shoveled my screeds onto the site because Boing Boing’s back end makes piloting an F-15 blindfolded look like a cakewalk—were marvelous.

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Architectural detail, St. Peter’s Basilica, Rome, Italy. Author photo.

As I wrote in my sign-off post (groaningly titled “Post Mortem”—sorry!), I had much, much more to say when the sands in the hourglass ran out:

If I’d had time, I would have walked you through the Museum of Pathological Anatomy in Florence and the taxidermic Eden of the Museum of Zoology in Bologna, its wall-eyed creatures leaking stuffing, unloved by anyone except the occasional devotee of what the postmodern theorist Steve Baker calls “botched taxidermy.” Did I mention the bizarre, Ed Gein-ian anatomical preparations of the 18th century naturalist Girolamo Segato, in the anatomy museum at the Ospedale Carregi in Florence? (A “maker” after Boing Boing’s heart, he crafted a handsome table, inset with what looked like polished stones but were, in fact, human organs, preserved, cut into geometric shapes, and fitted into a colorful mosaic. When Segato proudly presented a local noble with the results of his handiwork, the squicked-out noble declined.) And then there’s the incomparable museum of teratology and pathology, just a building away in the same hospital, with its mind-altering waxes of skin diseases and its wet specimens of congenital deformities, a Boschian garden of unearthly (yet all too human) things, unforgettable, almost indescribable. And then there’s the Museum of Veterinary Pathology and the Ercole Lelli waxes in the Palazzo Poggi, both in Bologna, and…and…

Happily, as I also noted in my last hurrah, I’ll be taking up those very subjects here, whenever I can tear myself away from the writing desk.

The silverware glints, your place awaits, and the waiter is un-dish-covering the dish. But remember: It isn’t etiquette to cut any one you’ve been introduced to.

Comments(4)

  1. Mark, your posts were a delight and we hope you’ll come back again sometime!

    • M. Dery

    • 11 years ago

    The pleasure was all mine, David. Maybe next time I’ll learn to pop wheelies with the site’s content-management system! Best, Evel Knievel.

    • amgS93

    • 11 years ago

    Loved the posts on BB–hopefully your experience there will inspire you to post more frequently here, on your oft-neglected blog. You do have subscribers, you know.

    • M. Dery

    • 11 years ago

    amgS93: How immensely kind of you to post a note. As a rule, blogging is like spitting into the abyss and waiting to hear it hit bottom, so any feedback is welcome. (Okay, any feedback other than the troll love of some comment threads.) My BB experience was inspiring, yes, but I can’t possibly maintain that level of productivity—well, not and earn my daily crust. If this blog were brought to you, through the miracle of PayPal, by Viewers Like You (as they say on PBS), I’d post early and often—and happily. But economic exigencies conspire against that, in these recessionary times.

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