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M.F. Corwin

@eudaemonist.bsky.social

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‘I confess it as a besetting infirmity of mine that I am too much of an Eudaemonist: I hanker too much after a state of happiness, both for myself and others.’ —Thos. de Quincey, ‘Confessions of an English Opium Eater’ www.eudaemonist.com

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 15/08/2026

A photograph from above Timberline Lodge, looking vaguely southeasterly, in hopes of seeing clear plumes of wildfire smoke, but there is too much low-elevation fog and cloud cover to do so. The air is very hazy with smoke.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 10/05/2026

The evening sun faintly dapples a meadow surrounded by trees in springtime. The young upper leaves of the maple trees are vivid acid green.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 05/05/2026

Meeting up with old friends.

A black and white photograph of a very old stump in a much younger forest with very little undergrowth.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 27/04/2026

Another walk along the river.

A photograph of a mountain river on a fine spring morning, the sun still a promise on the horizon, with a faint mist in the distance. The water swirls in choppy white eddies over the rocks laid bare by winter storms, hemmed in by the trunks of fallen trees.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 25/04/2026

Hanging out with my most toxic neighbor.

A color photograph of a toxic newt standing on some asphalt in the Pacific Northwest, staring into bleak futurity.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 22/02/2026

Morning books are the perfect present to oneself: they break up mammoth books into digestible gobbets while also seeding the day with a sense of accomplishment.

A photograph of books and journals, including the DSM-5, a history of English hospitals, Anatomy of Melancholy, Foucault on the clinic, a book on werewolves, and Montaigne, all very uplifting.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 20/01/2026

Brambles covered in hoarfrost, with a blurry view of a frost-covered meadow in the background, along with a hint of blue sky and some evergreens.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 08/01/2026

A view of a meadow bound by trees, covered with a thin layer of snow. A small cabin is faintly visible through the trees, its roof white with snow.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 10/11/2025

The autumn field yielding to the bounds of winter, the leaves now scattered solely on the ground, the evergreens a dark horizon.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 27/10/2025

Autumn advances across in the meadow in shades of gold and russet.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 23/10/2025

‘Of seasons of the year, the autumn is most melancholy’ —Robert Burton, ‘Anatomy of Melancholy’, 1.1.3.2

A slash a blue sky visible behind silhouetted trees, with splashes of yellow and gold and red leaves below.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 14/10/2025

Ulrich von Hutten’s poem ‘Nemo’ (nemo, nam, nemo omnibus horis sapit, etc.) is briefly quoted in ‘Democritus Junior to the Reader’, and it reminded me of: ‘Well, one time when things was looking bright I started to whittling on a stick one night Who said, “Hey! That's dynamite!”? Nobody.’

Engraved frontispiece to Ulrich von Hutton’s ‘Nemo’, which is mentioned in Robert Burton’s ‘Anatomy of Melancholy’.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 12/10/2025

An autumnal meadow, although most of the leaves are still green.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 21/09/2025

A moment’s pause while tidying.

A photograph of two stacks of small hardcover books, showing the the cream or milky tea colored text blocks, some decked, some warped, all more or less well-thumbed. Tolstoy on the left and Florio’s Montaigne and other early modern marvels (in early twentieth-century multi-volume editions) on the right.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 09/09/2025

John Constable, study of clouds, October 1822; in his words: ‘looking S.E. noon. Wind very brisk. & effect bright & fresh. Clouds. moving very fast. With occasional very bright openings to the blue’.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 30/08/2025

Study of Cirrus Clouds, ca. 1820 by John Constable, currently held by the V&A. A painting in oils of mostly wispy clouds against a remote blue sky. The painting is surrounded by a cream colored border that is not part of the painting but rather the surface on which it was photographed.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 28/08/2025

Evening books. ‘Magic Mountain’ is not as clever as I recall it being. ‘A Monk’s Guide to a Clean House and Mind’ is the best text about cleanings toilets I’ve encountered save for ‘Perfect Days’. Lamb is cute. Bachelard is not setting things on fire. ‘The Candidate’ is unsettling. Zambreno is fine.

A stack of books on a bedside table, with volumes by Kate Zambreno, Shoukei Matsumoto, Charles Lamb, Gaston Bachelard, Thomas Mann, and Zareh Vorpouni. There are some bookmarks visible that show the (limited) progress of a sleepy reader. The image is probably oversaturated and out of focus, but note the mention of a sleepy reader, which may be relevant on this point.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 15/08/2025

A little wilderness experience.

A black dog faces a dirt path and a misty wilderness next to mountain lake.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 14/08/2025

In other information retrieval news, punch cards are also very good bookmarks.

A photograph of an unused punched card being used as a bookmark in a copy of Tolkein's diplomatic edition of the Ancrene Wisse, with a rather dirty rug in the background.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 08/08/2025

John Constable, Cloud study with birds in flight, 1821; a low line of land above which four birds sour, small and high, against a partly cloudy sky

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 04/08/2025

A good set of morning books at the moment: autonomy at the peripheries, Marxist Romantics, regional cults (with bonus spicy academic drama), wrenchfule wicchecreftes, and, you know, commodities.

A stack of books including, from the bottom up: James C. Scott’s “The Art of Not Being Governed”, Anahid Nersessian’s “Calamity Form”, David Braund’s “Greek Religion and Cults in the Black Sea Region”, Tolkien’s diplomatic edition of “Ancrene Wisse”, and Marx, “Capital”, vol. 2.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 04/07/2025

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 25/04/2025

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 20/04/2025

A trillium in weak sunlight, petals already turning purple, although still edged with white. There is a background of last year’s ferns and general forest detritus.

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M.F. Corwin @eudaemonist.bsky.social · 28/03/2025

The dog is well on her way to recovery, but I still very much enjoy this photo of her as a minor and rather disgruntled poet, taken in January on the day after her surgery.