The Rag and Bone Bookshop of the Heart – after William Butler Yeats’ ‘The Circus Animals’ Desertion’ and the poetry anthology – a gift from your mother – edited by James Hillman, Michael Meade and Robert Bly. On September 25th, 2017, back when I was still alive (albeit barely) and you were still a classicist […]
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Pessoa – you know the one, right? – isn’t here on these shelves, but his words are still here with me: To be great, be whole: don’t exaggerate Or leave out any part of you. Be complete in each thing. Put all you are Into the least of your acts. So too in each lake, […]
Today’s post is like that moment in Beckett’s Krapp’s Last Tape when Krapp eats a banana and, several minutes later, slips on the peel he left on the floor. But in place of Krapp, we want you to imagine Trump, and for the banana, a gun. Maybe Banksy can help us visualize this: Arming teachers, […]
Over the past few days, several things have occurred that have set me to worrying (somewhat more than usual) about the future of the university. I am not only thinking about some immediate and disturbing developments at my own specific institution (Ohio State University), but also about the very survival of the university as an […]
I have been reading the Ralph Lemon and Triple Canopy volume On Value, which contains this brief piece by Nari Ward on his work Ultra. I was intrigued by the way that Ward invokes the curious case of Robert Rauschenberg’s 1959 work Canyon (which was gifted to MoMA on account of the fact that it […]
In his essay ‘Ralph Lemon’s Counter-Memorials’, Nicholas Burns praises the choreographer’s drawings for their ‘arresting facticity’ and compares them to the figures on ancient Greek geometric vases, in how they: provide information, as well as the artist’s own perspective on it, inexpressible otherwise. Lemon’s practice of what he calls ’empirical performance formalism’ means that the […]