February 2012
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To the Angelbeast by Eduardo Corral
For Arthur Russell
All that glitters isn’t music.
Once, hidden in tall grass,
I tossed fistfuls of dirt into the air:
doe after doe of leaping.
You said it was nothing
but a trick of the light. Gold
curves. Gold scarves.
Am I not your animal?
You’d wait in the orchard for hours
to watch a deer
break from the shadows.
You said it was like lifting a cello
out of its black case.
(SOURCE)
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– Nabokov wrote this note in the introduction to his translation of Pushkin’s Eugene Onegin (1964):
Rough drafts, false scents, half explored trails, dead ends of inspiration, are of little intrinsic importance. An artist should ruthlessly destroy his manuscripts after publication, lest they...
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– That the cliche ‘I don’t know who I am’ unfortunately turns out to be more than a cliche.
That if enough people in a silent room are drinking coffee it is possible to make out the sound of steam coming off the coffee. That sometimes human beings have to just sit in one place, and, like, hurt. That...
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– It’s something that I’d love to be able to describe—that world and how attuned you are to time. You know the experience of being late for a train? And you know how aware you are of one minute—just one single minute? That was my entire teenage life. It must be an athlete thing, not just a swimming...
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– Let’s not try to understand each other using autobiography. (The Marriage Plot, Jeffrey Eugenides)
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– “To try to write love is to confront the muck of language; that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive (by the limitless expansion of the ego, by emotive submersion) and impoverished (by the codes on which love diminishes and levels it).” ― Roland Barthes, A...
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– …the joy of reading appears to be the reflection of the ghost of writing, as though the writer were the reader’s ghost. (The Poetics of Space, Gaston Bachelard)
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Hamlet Hovsepian →
Statement by Hamlet Hovsepian regarding the films: “What have been presented are totally unrelated events (material) at the outset. The relation between them portrays neither pleasant nor unpleasant feelings. To find interest in a place outside man’s attention.”
Hovsepian’s works seem to occupy a state of suspension: on the one hand, they adhere insistently to the naked,...
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Mike Kelley - Interview →
“Kelley’s style isn’t so much a look as it is a feel, a groove that combines roots in conceptual art and an unashamed intellectuality with a sensibility steeped in funk… He is an intellectual who operates from gut instinct, a thinker who’s not afraid of stupidity. And he’s a master showman and impresario who rethinks it every time out, by any media...
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WatchMike Kelley, Memory
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January 2012
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from 'What The Living Do' by Marie Howe
Johnny, the kitchen sink has been clogged for days, some utensil probably fell down there. And the Drano won’t work but smells dangerous, and the crusty dishes have piled up
waiting for the plumber I still haven’t called. This is the everyday we spoke of. It’s winter again: the sky’s a deep, headstrong blue, and the sunlight pours through
the open living-room windows...
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