Polymath. Renaissance Man. Multipotentialite. Homo Universalis. Call him what you will, da Vinci is the archetype by which creative genius is measured. An unquenchable curiosity lead da Vinci to pursue and excel at painting, sculpting, architecture, music, math, engineering, inventing, anatomy, geology, cartography, botany and writing. Where the world today would undoubtedly prescribe a pill in the face of such unbridled multifarious imagination, da Vinci’s predilections flourished under the admiration and support of his contemporary peers and noblemen. For his perpetual investigation of all things both physical and metaphysical, including the wild frontiers of chin fashion, we hereby name Leonardo da Vinci a patently protean Beard of Action.
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Though both profound and prolific, Kilgore Trout remained, throughout his career, an under-appreciated science-fiction visionary. By some accounts, Trout penned 117 novels and over 2000 short stories that saw little commercial success or attention beyond a handful of select literary circles. Despite the vast size of his catalog and the modest influence it had on contemporary writers, very little is known today of the details of Trout himself. We do know, however, that he sported a fine, though unruly, beard (as depicted in the artist’s rendering above).
We will leave you with a surviving piece of wisdom attributed to this enigmatic Beard of Action that we think sheds a little light on the man and otherwise just sums things up rather nicely, in general: “Of course [life] is exhausting, having to reason all the time in a universe which wasn’t meant to be reasonable.”
As a Victorian Poet and Jesuit priest, Gerard Manley Hopkins’ not only explored man’s soul, but also chronicled these exploits in rhythm and rhyme for bearded posterity’s sake. Look no further, Beardivist, for the inward facing mirror than this lyric Beard of Action’s “The Caged Skylark”:
AS a dare-gale skylark scanted in a dull cage
Man’s mounting spirit in his bone-house, mean house, dwells—
That bird beyond the remembering his free fells;
This in drudgery, day-labouring-out life’s age.
Though aloft on turf or perch or poor low stage,
Both sing sometímes the sweetest, sweetest spells,
Yet both droop deadly sómetimes in their cells
Or wring their barriers in bursts of fear or rage.
Not that the sweet-fowl, song-fowl, needs no rest—
Why, hear him, hear him babble and drop down to his nest,
But his own nest, wild nest, no prison.
Man’s spirit will be flesh-bound when found at best,
But uncumbered: meadow-down is not distressed
For a rainbow footing it nor he for his bónes rísen.
As one of history’s preeminent satirists, Jonathan Swift is unfortunately remembered more often today for his writing than for his fine jet-black beard, an error which we do hereby rectify. Nevertheless, his most enduring novel, Gulliver’s Travels, stands as a monument to subtle social comedy and we would be remiss to completely ignore Swift’s literary achievements. Thus, if you can pry your eyes from the obsidian glory of the Beard of Action pictured above for just a moment, we invite you to read Swift’s A Modest Proposal after the jump, courtesy of Project Gutenberg. Continue reading
Verily, here is a beard befitting of Samuel Taylor Coleridge himself, had a life of opiates and a childhood bout with rheumatic fever not rendered it impossible.
Image credited to Emma Illusion
“You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”
Picture the world filled with semi-literate, adolescent pencil-chewers, scarcely capable of stringing a dozen words together without some addition of anthropomorphized symbolic punctuation: a culture of explosions, cliches and melodrama, lacking any respect for subtlety, satire and well-crafted verses. Now imagine if Dr Seuss had never lived.
Despite the prophesied Oobleck clogging the artistic follicles of modern civilization, it could have been worse. Without the pedagogical lexicons of Green Eggs and Ham or The Cat in the Hat, without the whimsy and life-lessons of Oh, the Places You’ll Go!, where would we be? In a tree? Out at sea? How much did his books set us free? Although the answer to that is not within the scope of this post, suffice it to say that we hereby declare Dr. Seuss a truly Wubbulous Beard of Action.
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