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Two Centuries Of Incorrect Labeling Made Us Think Gilbert Stuart Painted A Portrait Of George Washington’s Enslaved Chef

So the painting isn’t a Stuart, and it’s definitely not a portrait of a chef (and certainly not Hercules), say experts. What the heck? Errors of interpretation. “‘No American cook in the colonies dressed like that,’ said Evans, noting that the now-familiar chef’s toque did not appear until the 1820s. ‘It’s a fantasized image of what people want, because people want to have an image of Hercules. And people see the things they want to see.'” – Philadelphia Inquirer

A Cameroonian Artist Who Was Told ‘Painting Is For Lazy People’ Now Has The Last Laugh

Ajarb Bernard Ategwa, like many artists (and non-artists, to be fair), got in trouble as a child for doodling in his schoolbooks. Now his huge, color-filled paintings of Douala (Cameroon’s largest city) sell for thousands of pounds apiece. He says, “Not everything is just about education, education, education. If you have a child and they love drawing, please allow them to do their drawing.” – BBC

The Conveyor Belts (And Minds) That Bring Books To The New York Public Library

When you have infinite possibilities but not infinite storage, you have to figure out which books to take on, and which to weed. This is the story of the New York Public Library and its acquisitions team of 16 highly trainde readers, who, “from inside a squat, brick building in Long Island City, Queens, are ‘fighting for good books,’ said Michael Santangelo, the deputy director of collection management.” – The New York Times

A Grim, Weird On-Set Accident Puts A New TV Series In Jeopardy

The series L.A.’s Finest (a Bad Boys spinoff) was shooting its first season finale. An executive producer/showrunner and his co-showrunner were watching the outdoor scene on monitors when a stunt car hit a cargo crate – which then rammed into the video tent village, leaving one showrunner with extensive injuries that required amputation. – Los Angeles Times

The Precarity And Rootlessness Of Adjunct Life Means Being A Professor With No Books

Ouch. “This one had the vague promise of turning into a tenure-track job. It’s a promise that hiring committees often make for naive reasons, knowing that they can’t keep it. I was aware of this and yet I fell for it every time. Gullibility is key to the tenure-track rat race. But stepping into the office without books in hand, I realized that this was the last leg of the trip. I felt it in the pit of my stomach where my undiagnosable, restlessly churning cramps lived. There was no point in telling myself that I was just traveling light.” – LitHub