今天标志着夏季斯特利斯，并在尼娜马克林的最后分期延长光线的四个部分系列。

Max Pechstein,Sonnenuntergeng an der see，1921年

新赛季;新季节。新你。我们在天空中开始，在星尘，我们将船队搬入水中，进入地球世界，我们现在到达，在火中。夏天的第一天快乐。

Solstice是一个特殊的日子，不规则，当门摆动打开时，就像万圣节一样，如冬至和昼夜平分。另有可能存在额外的可能性。打开自己，为什么不，让自己朝着更加原始的心态。一场战斗发生了。孪生在一年中的统治战争。根据古代神话，橡树王自12月份以来一直处于权力。现在，在掌舵半年后，他就会被抓住。今天，夏天的冬天，当太阳在北半球的天空中达到最高点时，霍莉国王，黑暗的恶作剧，另一半，击败了他的兄弟，并将宝座带到了今年的变暗部分。他会统治yule。

The wheel of the year goes round—round like wreaths hung on doors in winter, round like flower crowns. Two halves within the whole, each force in tension with the other, pushing against, pulling apart, each wanting to overpower its irreconcilable twin. “The very value attached to the life of the man-god necessitates his violent death as the only means of preserving it from the inevitable decay of age,” writes James Frazer inThe Golden Bough。“相同的推理适用于木材之王;他也必须被杀死，以便在他身上化身，可能会被诚信地转移到他的继任者。“仪式死亡，生育费，重生。电力上升，举行，落下，采取新形式。“他必须增加，但我必须减少，”耶稣的浸信会六个月，一年的半回合，在他面前，他说道。“你永远不会有一个新的东西而不破坏旧的东西，”D.H.劳伦斯说。“新的事情是旧的死亡。”发生了什么？

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在这个系列中，在夏天透视，它将在每周五期五到6月21日，妮娜Maclaughlin奇观夏天的制作。

MAX PECHSTEIN, Ein Sonntag, 1921

夏天的美食是尘世的。一个老朋友生活的乐趣。就在六十的北左右，含有薄薄的马尾辫和厚厚的小胡子，他做了季节性的工作，景观美化，在冬天收集失业，并追求完美的高位。经过膝盖伤，啤酒和幻敏剂给了止痛药。“我会死的终端女儿，”他告诉我。

Another friend floods me with her schedule, her work, her workouts, this kid at soccer practice, that kid at gymnastics, the new dog needs walking, the groceries do not buy themselves, sixty hours at her job, thirty in her car to-ing and fro-ing. “Usually I’ve reached over ten-thousand steps by seven in the morning,” she tells me.

当我们在高中的时候,在符合太多mework, one teacher would stop us mid-whine: “Complaining or bragging?” he’d ask. It’s a question that comes to my mind when my friend enumerates her obligations. Complaining or bragging? It’s a question I try to ask myself at certain moments, too. Is it bad, or are you proud? Is it bad, or do you want others to know what you’re capable of? Is it bad, or is this how you identify yourself? How much does the toil define your life on earth? Now: It’s summer. Time to take a load off for once. The wheel of the year is rolling toward the longest day, a breath of air, a pause. We’re midway between the planting and the harvest, and it’s time for the earth—soil, rain, and sun—to do its work. Can you take rest, can you aim yourself toward pleasure? Or are your work and life too intertwined? In other words, are you the grasshopper or are you the ant?

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在这个系列中，在夏天透视，它将在每周五期五到6月21日，妮娜Maclaughlin奇观夏天的制作。

Max Pechstein,Frische Brise，1921年

We start in the stars and move to the womb, which is to say water, which is to say swimming, which is the best part of summer.

We’ll ease in. On the dawn of the summer solstice, rouse yourself from bed and head to the lawn or the field or the garden, kneel in the grass or the mulch, and with palms open, touch the grass or leaves or petals, get the damp on your hands, and put the wetness to your face. Power lives in the solstice dew—it gives youth, beauty, health, new glow. Especially true for maidens, it’s said, but all can take part. Take a dew bath in the solstice dawn. It makes sense somehow with the residual self-evidence of childhood—oh, of course the solstice dew holds magic—like a belief in fairies or demons. There’s a lot in this world we can’t see.

Dew is the damp left behind as day is born out of night, “a child of moon and air,” according to the lyric poet Alkman, writing in the seventh centuryB.C。空气和月亮混合，结果是草刀片上的珠子。Haikuist Kobayashi Issa写道：

露水世界
是露水的世界。
然而，还有 -

在这里，破折号是Haiku的Rorschach测试 - 你的大脑如何填写下一步？这个世界是真实的，但它不会持续很长时间。这个世界存在，但我们无法进入它，但我们的生活在它。然而，露水世界根本不是世界。然而，什么是世界和我们在做什么？在Solstice上，带有这些珠子的洗礼带来了更新，净化，全新的生活。我们做得很新鲜，准备好了。当基督教在异教徒上摇摆时，在仲夏，种植和收获之间的中点，被称为圣约翰的夏娃。它标志着圣约翰浸信会的盛宴，他浸在河里的人并洗过他们的罪，他在水中重生的人。

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在这个系列中，在夏天透视，它将在每周五期五到6月21日，妮娜Maclaughlin奇观夏天的制作。

Max Pechstein,夏天在尼彼此。1919-1920

It was early June, Saturday, midmorning on the Red Line. I was moving through tunnels beneath Cambridge when a teenager approached and asked if I wanted to take part in a memory project. Take an index card and a pen and write down a memory, any memory at all, and get one from a stranger in return. I took a card, a pen, and wrote. I handed it to her, and before we reached the next stop she returned and handed me a memory that belonged to another person on the subway car. It was written on an index card folded in half:

在夏令营的昨晚，我最好的朋友和我偷偷溜走了我们的客舱并睡在网球场，所以我们可以整晚举起别人和勺子。那天晚上，我看到了6颗流星。

Such is summer. Unroofed, under stars, away from parents, away from rules, pressing against friends, laughing, urgent whispers—你听到了吗？-quiet, quiet, earth as bed and sky as blanket. The stars sweep across the sky in silence, heaven’s hemispheric map-makers, time-tellers, their positions revealing where in the year we are.

我们在一年中的哪个地方？我们不需要追踪明星要知道。在北半球，每个晚上的灯光令人悠久。现在这一年正在跳跃激发季节的开放。对于一些人来说，这是明天的，6月1日开始。在哪里定义夏季的开始，取决于你是否与气象库和气象学家或天文学日历使用的气象日历。如果您与科学家们一起，6月1日开始夏季（和9月1日开始秋季，12月1日，冬季和3月1日，春季）。If you base your seasonal switches on the earth’s tilt and changing relationship to the sun, the solstice opens the season, this year on June 21, when, in the northern hemisphere, the sun reaches its highest point in the sky, and light lasts longer than any day of the year.

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