Indeed, all of Index Cards could be read as a meditation on reading and its relationship to labor (creative, domestic), illness, gender, history, and selfhood. The essays are rich with allusion (Genet, Walser, Woolf, Baldwin, countless others), though the references are handled without pretension—it amounts to an honest indexing of one reader’s very good library. – David […]
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I have seen books about artists come and go, but one figure stays constant: Cy Twombly. What hold does this scribbler have over him? Before my death, I remember one particular period of him flitting from white Twombly tome to off-white Twombly tome (whither this whiteness?), and in his frenzy even slipping beneath the cover […]