Within a year of living with Isherwood, Mr. Bachardy, who grew up in Los Angeles, had assimilated so many of his British mentor’s mannerisms that he had assumed Isherwood’s British accent and dry, precise vocal tone. One talking head observes that Isherwood had “succeeded in cloning himself in some weird way.”
After Isherwood, an ever-attentive father figure, noticed Mr. Bachardy’s talent as a draftsman, he sent him to art school, where he flourished. Had Mr. Bachardy not developed a successful parallel career as a portrait artist (many drawings and paintings of celebrities are shown), the relationship might not have endured.
Happy Birthday Norman Rush!
(I love his novel “Mating” which I read when it got published long ago. He writes slowly so his output is small. ) Peace Corps Writers org
BORN AND RAISED IN THE SAN FRANCISCO AREA, Norman Rush went to prison as a conscientious objector during the Korean War. After graduating from Swarthmore College in 1956, Rush worked as an antiquarian book dealer and college teacher.
What I wanted was a character who was irreverent, smart, adventurous, and intellectually adventurous, and who possessed a comic view of life. I wanted someone who would think, and say, almost anything. And for the plot, I wanted someone who was looking for a perfect mate. It took a while to find this voice.
At some point, I’ll be right. It sort of goes like this: Mating is about courtship; Mortals is about marriage; Subtle Bodies is about friendship. Subtle Bodies is set in the Catskills on the eve of the invasion of Iraq.
I regard Mating as a true novel, but one that is essentially comic and based around a story of adventure and a passionate love relationship. That’s the vehicle I used to explore very important moral questions, like What is good life? What is a justified life? Why is there so much lying in society? Who are the liars, and how much lying is socially necessary? The idea was to use a story of adventure and an exotic setting and a character who was relentlessly questioning, as a framework for these other issues.
Feminist art pioneer Nancy Spero passed away at NYU Hospital yesterday according to friends of the family. Having only met Nancy once (when she received the Visual AIDS Vanguard Award in 2007), she was always a more of a legend in my mind than personal acquaintance, and so I’ll leave the proper eulogies to those who knew her better and simply note that just the other day in conversation, discussing who should represent the US at the next Venice Biennial, she was the only artist we could agree on.
My thoughts go out to her family and friends
I have deliberately attempted to distance my art from the Western emphasis on the subjective portrayal of individuality by using a hand-printing and collage technique utilizing zinc plates as an artist’s tool instead of a brush or palette knife. Figures derived from various cultures co-exist in simultaneous time… The figures themselves could become hieroglyphs–extensions of a text denoting rites of passage, birth to old age, motion and gesture…Woman as activator or protagonist dancing in procession, elegiac or celebrator a continuous presence, engaged directly or glimpsed peripherally; the eye, as a moving camera, scans the re-imaging of women.”
In Conversation – Nancy Spero at Brooklyn Rail
(Don’t miss how Ivan Karp who worked for Castelli at that time insulted Nancy Spero when she showed her drawings to him)
Nancy Spero, an American artist and feminist whose tough, exquisite figurative art addressed the realities of political violence, died on Sunday in Manhattan. She was 83 and lived in Manhattan. NYtimes Obit
Nancy Spero’s death means the art world loses its conscience
A vital, energetic artist who could be funny as well as macabre, Nancy Spero never lost her curiosity in the world – Adriane Seale
R.I.P. Nancy Spero – We will miss you greatly.
Husband and wife paint violence – that was how I described you, the greatest partnership in the history of art.
You have re-imagined the feminist figures away from the convention.
Thank you!
This unique instrument was created in 1998/99 by dancer and music performer Ania Losinger in cooperation with inventor and instrument designer Hamper von Niederhäusern.
Irving Penn, a grand master of American fashion photography whose “less is more” aesthetic combined with a startling sensuality defined a visual style that he applied to designer dresses or fleshy nudes, famous artists or tribal chiefs, cigarette butts or cosmetics jars, many of them now-famous photographs owned by leading art museums, has died. He was 92.
The raw material of Piranesi’s designs consists of architectural forms; but, because the Prisons are images of confusion, because their essence is pointlessness, the combination of architectural forms never adds up to an architectural drawing, but remains a free design, untrammelled by any considerations of utility or even possibility, and limited only by the necessity of evoking the general idea of a building.
Huize Piranesi
The history of Huize Piranesi is the transition of a farmhouse where the peasant family and their livehood used to live together under one roof, into a family house with space for performances.
In the beginning of the seventies, the house welcomed the philosophers Noam Chomsky and Michel Foucault, Leszek Kolakowski, Arne Naess and Karl Popper.
Nice pairing. Two totally annoying know-it-alls that I’ve learned something from.
I do have to admit that the clip shows Foucault at his most dogmatic, while Chomsky is actually asking for support for creative activities outside his usual focus. Foucault focuses so much on established government institutions, as makes sense for his great work on the Enlightenment, as if Obama had more power than the banks too big to fail, that he could drive me to become a dogmatic Marxist.
(The above from Facebook discussion on occasion of Giovanni B. Piranesi’s birthday – Oct 4)
Paul Theroux once reflected that Greene’s letters had “the tone of a lost boy”.
He didn’t care much for nature. From Kuala Lumpur, where he had gone to investigate the communist insurgency, he wrote to his French agent: “Nature doesn’t really interest me – except in so far as it may contain an ambush – that is, something human.”
Graham Greene
Greene was born on Oct 2, 1904, 105 years ago today.
The British author Graham Greene (1904-91) had a unique and enduring relationship to the movies. In the 1930s he worked as a controversial film critic, and he maintained a steady sideline as a screenwriter throughout his long and prolific career as a journalist and novelist. The pinnacle of his screenwriting came just after World War II when three of his works—BRIGHTON ROCK (1947), THE FALLEN IDOL (1948) and THE THIRD MAN (1949)—proved seminal for postwar British cinema.
Alida Valli from the Third Man <> (May 31, 1921 – April 22, 2006)
“If you have abandoned one faith, do not abandon all faith. There is always an alternative to the faith we lose. Or is it the same faith under another mask?” – Graham Greene
W/thanks to Jude Nagurney Camwell for this quote