painters who also wrote poetry

Jeez, Michael...I was trying to stick for you. \rYou're using Terrence's term [above} "overarching"...I didn't understand it when T. used it, and I still don't. \rSo the Iranians probably will not fall for Ashbery-ism. \r \rSometimes I believe I may know--why one has eyes. Pontus and I entered into a kind of collaboration almost immediately. \rChristopher, The only thing here that I haven’t figured out yet is whether we have fallen into a looking glass or a rabbit hole.\r.\r"The time has come," the Walrus said,\r"To talk of many things:\rOf shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--\rOf cabbages--and kings--\rAnd why the sea is boiling hot--\rAnd whether pigs have wings. the first person to show a real interest in my translations was the man my brother works for in the navy yards. Now, on to the task at hand: Ono’s writing. ... Oh yeah, and this what? In a part I've not reproduced, for example, he says he doesn't think much of the minor pieces collected in the book. There's a whole world going around that you haven't even noticed.\ From 1986 until 2001 he lectured in English, translation, and American culture at the University of Coimbra. \rSo the one pool of objective fact, also contains the seeds of the slippery indefinable spectre always beyond our ken and grasp. A. Martin's first ¶ first draft:\rThe analogy of Thomas Mann at his letter desk is, recompense me, symbolical. \rYou’re using Terrence’s term [above} 'overarching'…I didn’t understand it when T. used it, and I still don’t. Her poems were mostly without titles and had short lines, slant rhyme, and unconventional punctuation. and self-knowledge. “As for himself, ‘I just say that I am interested in painting and drawing and picture-making, meaning, including photography.’ But he thinks the art world has become brittle and fragile, with too much power in the hands of too few.”. The order in his studio is impeccable; filled with antiquarian trinkets, a crisp bourgeois density pervades. I think Wallace Stevens had something to say along these lines.\rAlways read a new poem out loud the first time to hear the music. I want to give John Ashbery a hug.\rThe problem is that he has never written a poem which is memorable. Later for that, ya heard? Long before I read the information I was in Toledo. El Greco declines the invitation, saying, "No, the glare of daylight would spoil my inner light." Margo,\rWhat you describe at the end of your post puts me in mind of Seamus Heaney’s poem about Socrates’s last day, from The Haw Lantern. Storytelling is a part of humanity, and we all engage with it in some capacity every single day. Like Emerson; like Stevens. Now this doesn't cancel out Ashbery, of course, but it does kind of support my point. It was out of this Aurignacian culture that the first cave art develops. I have no complaints about the amount of literary analysis on Harriet, and also how much we celebrate whatever topic is beiung discussed and of course each other in almost everything we say, like your last post, Margo. ", Don,\rYou're right, Ashbery's review of Stein is 'balanced;' I said as much; Ashbery said Stein's work was "annoying" and "tedious" but, then, as I was at some pains to point out, he talks of moments of pleasant surprise. Re. ; big difference. "\rIt makes me flinch when readers assume great poets don't spend a lot of time & thought on self-positioning. Such is not the case. The blog comment stream is never going to be anything but an echo chamber. Christopher,\rThanks for launching this thread on such a positive note.\rThe top photograph is in Richard Zenith’s sala. (Y'all know what print is, right?) I think they're better than my final ones. &, uh, you do realize that it's self-evident that daytime & nighttime must contain differing phenomenologies? Charles Bukowski. 'Lunar saliva?' HAVE WE FINISHED THE FIRST STANZA OF OUR POEM, 'AS ONE PUT DRUNK INTO THE PACKET BOAT? In the post above I am really just trying to figure out why there has been such a connection between visual art and poetry. the breath. But Letters ought to be larger than this.\rI speak up only because I sincerely feel the insidious nature of Ashbery-ism is real and the damage it is doing to intellectual discourse is real, and larger than anyone can know. Sorry too, Martin, I didn't know what it meant either. Wonderful, that, over Paris morning coffee, its silver fish of light. Indeed, I would say I don't agree with him even 25% of the time, and probably even never. Your average reader or connoisseur now needed guidance. Pontus moved all of his stuff to Broom Street in the winter of 1982 at the invitation of Jean Miotte, a French painter, with Orientalist leanings. Nowhere does he discuss a painter. \rBut for that one word, the fulcrum, the master-key, the great raw wormhole to heaven: "sullen!" Here, to meditate upon, is John Ashbery, writing in the July 1957 issue of Poetry magazine, excerpted from his review of a recently-published edition of Gertrude Stein's Stanzas in Meditation:\rThere is certainly plenty of monotony in the 150-page title poem which forms the first half of this volume, but it is the fertile kind, which generates excitement as water monotonously flowing over a dam generates electrical power. "\r"This honey is delicious, though it burns the throat. The man produced some pretty trippy and interesting images, many of which are instantly recognizable. Great read! Mafalda Lopes is a scholar of comparative theology and mathematics and an editor, most recently, of Ler, one of Portugal’s principal book review magazines. Based on the novel by Carl Sagan, it's about a young female radio astronomer (Jodie Foster) who is studying the huge hum that fills outer space in an effort to find a single 'message' sound, one that can detach itself from the clutter to become something else---something relevant, significant, communicative, helpful perhaps, hopeful even, almost like a friend. The equalizing cardboard-night\rfelt like an old breath full and yet not\rpast the center stirrings of a new summer \rlong winter obscurely wandering away, \rnotice the mid-point postponed, smelled \rlimpid as a catalogue staring at the new\rwell. In fact, the opposite is true: accessibility allows us to go in, inaccessibility does not. Oslo, France, that is.\rThis honey is delicious, though it burns the throat.\rWe were on the terrace drinking gin and tonics when the squall hit.\rIt might give us--what--some flowers soon?\rThe lake a lilac cube.\rThe academy of the future is opening its doors.\rThe poem is you.\r. Ask David Shapiro to recite some! "\rI think often of the astonishing "As One Put Drunk into a Packet Boat." George Crabbe wrote poetry of another kind: his sensibility, his values, much of his diction, and his heroic couplet verse form belong to the 18th century. Let's take a look at Act II, Scene II, in which all the characters are bathing together in a giant, sudsy tub (and, yes, there's a character named Big Foot): BIG FOOT I said what I said, then dude's gonna write twelve pages, half of them in Gaelic dada? But the second stanza is beautifully done, an examination of feelings and the “emotional” costs of survival. I'm not in the business of "letting people have it."\rM. One day a friend named Clovia comes by and proposes a stroll. I think you feel you'll get laughed at for even thinking there's meaning in what you read what is more meaning for you, for your life, for your own understanding.\rAnd if I'm right, how does that affect what you write in turn? The Iranians surely have enough of that. The last line, “after dinner”, is crucial, since it clinches that dynamic between the brute need to stay alive and the internal life, the imagination, of our very clever forbears.\rMartin, I never said it was a bad poem, Gary--and you know me well, and you know I'm a friend to Gary B. Fitzgerald. One of my early reactions to writing at Harriet was the total immersion/interest in poetry on the part of everyone involved to the seeming exclusion of everything else. Out of his research came his book, "The Roots of Civilization," which is a delight to read.\rHere is the best link I can find to give an idea of what he thought. Recelebrating.\rI think that's the word I would use, Margo, celebrating, not analyzing---and even more recelebrating. An idea that recurs to me is that the kinship between poetry & painting is rooted not so much in images per se, but in the image-making process. The Symbolist movement also spread to Russia, where Valery Bryusov published an anthology of Russian and French Symbolist poems in 1894–95. It's this laborious gradual descent/ascent into a composition - effected by slow & careful overlays of color & design - which helps to "do justice" to the inherent richness of the subject-matter, to present an adequate representation. Harsh words are spoken/As the sun yellows the green of the maple tree...\rHAVE WE DONE IT? So let me revise my yawn to a co-sign. a milky silence. Recompense me. Make WHAT new? problem solved. Later we’d make dinner, drink wine, and talk about his paintings. What today they might call a microloft, was, in 1981, when I first met Pontus, a dark and desperate attempt to draw domesticity out of some industrial past. . Some people are also gifted visual artists, and they tell stories by mixing and applying paint to canvas, creating objects, settings and people that communicate ideas. this has become an Ashbery pro or con forum . For poets, painting is full of atavistic vocabularies. )\rI have some reviews coming out in the London Review of Books & Poetry that might interest you, Thomas, since they take as their premise that readers must always be doing work. In 1921, in Moscow, he exhibited three monochrome canvases, Pure Red Color, Pure Blue Color, and Pure Yellow Color. We live in its alps-shadow. We defend Ashbery-ism at great cost. Michael...have you never been caught in the three card monty...the pea under the shell? Christopher: I spent a year traveling down through Latin America in the 90's, hanging out with poets. Painters, on the other hand, have always looked to poets to articulate what we might call their sublime backwardness. © 2016 LitReactor, LLC | Privacy Policy | Terms of Service, Christina Re Hey, maybe you can read some 18th century essays in the meantime, you know, while you're resting, whatever's lying around, and you'll get some ideas for more phrases, OK?\r"John Ashbery is the greatest & most important poet in any language of the last forty years. Like the young scientist herself, we are passionately drawn toward something other than ourselves out there, something that comes toward us full of what we call in ordinary, down-to-earth terrestrial life, meaning.\r\rI think the ending of the film is truly extraordinary. Ironically, you mention Whitman, and he is to blame for much of this. From what perspective might one imagine oneself capable of claiming to have tried each thing? Gary,\rI like the way the poem turns (turns on itself?) Let them shine for one hour. I remembered these without much effort after reading TB's comment that Ashbery "has written nothing that is memorable as a whole piece, memorable in its entirety." The voice being ventriloquized in the above follows the Ashberyean mode of remaioning detached for the purpose of speculative discourse. Good thing he stuck with painting. The paintings I think are some of her best. Some generated content parodies existing styles and artists, whilst others are based on original structures. First though, thanks for the up to date look into the difficulties of painting in NYC & Brooklyn (someone who actually met Tsvetaeva…that’s very cool)…and your brother must be a hero for putting up with New York. your first draft, Martin, and of course speaking strictly as an admirier and friend. The writer at work. Strangely, Warhol intended a, A Novel as a response to Ulysses. He then goes on to compare Stein’s poetry (and by inference all poetry) to a scene in which the wind shifts and we are suddenly able to hear a far-off conversation; a landscape of physical filtering is described, which inevitably creates both obscurity and clarity, sun and shade, look! \rFor the fool, the inaccessible has a real existence, when, in fact, by its very definition, it has none.\rThomas. The film wasn't as critically successful as his previous work, and boasts a 5.9 out of 10 on The placid in his studio is impeccable; filled with antiquarian trinkets, a frizzled middle-class density pervades. . I don't believe in the "school of quietude" or in any other such nonsense. "\rI don't remember what I came back with at the time, but for me there's no separation, or at least they illuminate each other. Go with what you got.\rTerreson, Do I dare? 'It' is inaccessible as a matter of course. \rMany Iranians do support the Supreme Leader; there's often a large, conservative, religious core in any society, those who prefer allowing a Supreme Leader to take care of things...the conservative impulse is always strong, because, let's face it, one cannot be protesting and questioning all the time, often one just wants to live a quotidian existence with a fixed amount of routines and certainties...a passive, optimistic belief, an acceptance...we all need this to some Ashbery-ism will be forever attractive...the curious thing about Ashbery-ism in the U.S. is that Ashbery is considered, ironically enough, avant garde...the MOMA cred...the Gertrude Stein, William James, Auden cred...but these are, in fact, highly conservative impulses, all of them... it just amuses me that an Iranian might escape the madness of his own country and then check out the U.S. poetry/art/avant scene and think...this is great...and yet...there's something vaguely familiar...\rThe acceptable inane.\rIt can live in all sorts of guises... Brian,\r'going along for the ride' can certainly be a pleasure and a relief. One of the notions that holds fast behind my idea here is the art of Chinese calligraphy, in which painting and writing merge into one act, and the scroll and the poem itself is traditionally appreciated as one thing – not like reading Matsuo Basho in Penguin, though that’s pretty good too. Back in the twenties Frida Kahlo did a bunch of postcard size paintings. James as a modernist, eh? That's good! Oslo, France, that is. Simple as, and those who write a lot, love it because we know we are on the right road. If my soldiers have thrived in his mountains and taken his cities, they have been kind; my intentions are good, better than Ashbery's in any case.\rYou misquoted me misquoting Mr. A; I did not say he compared Stein's poems to people; I knew he was talking about parts of a poem--my thesis depends on this; he said lines, not words; I had written lines originally; I didn't have the actual text before me at that moment.\rWilliam James is one of the major pieces which connects the transcendentalists and the moderns. He also wrote four stories for his daughter Nancy, which were published in a 1965 collection called Fairy Tales. You have to know fishing in a river like the Itchin where she died, a chalkstream, brilliant, clear, and how you wait and wait and wait, and in the waiting is the tiny glimpse of daylight art that's even more important than the fish you never catch!\rOr any old French fisherman sitting on his stool all day beside the Seine, even in the rain!\rChristopher. ]\rforming an arch over something : the overarching mangroves.\r• comprehensive; all-embracing : a single overarching principle.\rMartin. Look at Woodie, spent most of his life taking the advice of people like you who put yourselves up as poetry professors - and unfortunatley Robbins, many of this species are after encouraging others to find themselves by practising writing; only if those they encounter do not display an ability superior to their own.\rAs soon as that happens, the bullshit starts. Do ideas matter when the world is sinking?\rSuch writing is the answer.\rThanks, Martin. Carefully now. These guys were clever operators, as AM says in a follow-up comment to yours. I love their surfaces too. Polemics is necessary for a healthy society. The revival of poetry in Russia stemming from this movement had as its leader Vladimir Sergeyevich Solovyov.His poetry expressed a belief that the world was a system of symbols expressing metaphysical realities. But what's really important is to recognize that to write a poem like this you have to know fishing as a humble activity as well as a high art, and both Ted Hughes and Virginia Woolf certainly did, and very, very well. Someone uses the word "phenomenology," you can't just assume "airy-fairy" or "pseudo-intellectual" or whatever. These literary acquaintances no doubt inspired Picasso to try his hand at writing. Arnold Schoenberg’s “Verklarte Nacht” is full of Beethoven’s late quartets. It sounds cool, though. Nobody else reads poetry round here.\rSo that makes me boil a bit, dear Martin. A perspective necessarily situated entirely outside of experience. I'm well brought-up, so don't worry, I won't start f-ing. . Schnabel's films are never terribly long—an hour and a half on average—but they feel longer, and much more dense than 90 minutes usually allows. Yet it echoes the Dadaist proclamation in Zurich in 1911 that “art is dead.” Marcel Duchamp would follow: his last painting, Tu m’, was meant as a statement of not only his own retirement from traditional oil on canvas, but the death of painting generally. Damn near too much concentration in such a small space. Although, for two years he was gravely ill, and mostly stayed in France. If you continue, I'm not going to wash myself any more and I'm going away. He is always shifting and adapting himself, never staying longer than a few weeks or a couple of months in one setting. 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