Sound advice for the writer “cramped into anxieties,” from Miklos Szentkuthy’s Towards the One and Only Metaphor.
Inge Morath, Winter landscape by the Caspian sea, Iran, 1956 (via wonderfulambiguity)
Of solitudes, a moving solitude is finest.Stanley Crawford, Travel Notes
Melissa Catanese - Dive Dark Dream Slow (2012)
"Photographer and bookseller Melissa Catanese has been editing the vast photography collection of Peter J. Cohen, a celebrated trove of more than 20,000 vernacular and found anonymous photographs from the early to mid-twentieth century.
Gathered from flea markets, dealers and Ebay, these prints have been acquired, exhibited and included in a range of major museum publications. In organizing the archive into a series of thematic catalogues, she has pursued an alternate reading of the collection, drifting away from simple typology into something more personal, intuitive and openly poetic.
Dive Dark Dream Slow is rooted in the mystery and delight of the found image and the snapshot aesthetic, but pushes beyond the nostalgic surface of these pictures and reimagines them as luminous transmissions of anxious sensuality.
Like an album of pop songs about a girl (or a civilization) hovering on the verge of transformation, the book cycles through overlapping themes and counter-themes—moon and ocean; violence and tenderness; innocence and experience; masks and nakedness—that sparkle with deep psychic longing and apocalyptic comedy.”
Memento Mori with a skull, slightly to right, surrounded by three empty scrolls atop a hillock with a coffin on a bier below, British Museum, early 16th century (via deathandmysticism)
To thinking, cogitation, I oppose fullness, embodiedness, the sensation of being - not a consciousness of yourself as a kind of ghostly reasoning machine thinking thoughts, but on the contrary the sensation - a heavily affective sensation - of being a body with limbs that have extension in space, of being alive to the world.J.M. Coetzee, Elizabeth Costello (via infra-thin)
THE MATTRESS MAN
by Stephen Sparks
Although it appears in the bonus features on the Punch Drunk Love DVD, Dean Trumbell’s Mattress Man commercial has only a tangential relationship with the film. I prefer watching the clip on YouTube, where it’s just another in the noble lineage of low-budget furniture advertisements. (See this or this, for example.) If Philip Seymour Hoffman wasn’t immediately recognizable, this would be indistinguishable from the rest.
Which is the point, right?
My uneasiness with film (in general) has a lot to do with my uneasiness with visual representation: I can believe in prose, for instance, what I’d never accept on screen. I found it impossible to watch Punch Drunk Love without thinking: that’s Adam Sandler, that’s Adam Sandler, that’s…. It’s unfair, I know, and because I know this and want to be more receptive, I try to overcome the habit. Sometimes it works and I’m able to suspend disbelief. Other times it doesn’t.
This problem never extended to PSH, because, as this clip demonstrates, he seemed to exist most accurately as someone else—especially when that person was a supporting character. His career was full of these minor roles: Scotty J. in Boogie Nights, Brandt (!) in The Big Lebowski, the creepy Freddie Miles in The Talented Mr. Ripley. To watch him perform in the Mattress Man commercial, from his well-timed hesitation at the start to the clumsy fall and its aftermath (“I was afraid something like that was going to happen.”) is to see an actor in complete control, fully invested in sublimating his self in favor of someone else’s. Notice his pained expression as he walks toward the camera with his broken guitar: he is Dean Trumbell.
from Knot and Vortex by Hugh Kenner (via l-yre)
Armin Mersmann, iPhoneography: 7-8-12 Nest, Rust, and Nexus (via
A Partial List of Items to Google After Reading Leslie Jamison’s Empathy Exams:
- How to become a medical actor
- Morgellons Disease
- Marco Antonio Huerta
- Vladimir Propp’s Morphology of the Folktale
- Potosi silver mines
- LA gang tours
- Barkley Marathons (photos)
- History of Sweet N’ Low
- Let Us Now Praise Famous Men
- Michael Tanner on sentimentality
- Robert Solomon in defense of sentimentality
- Frida Kahlo’s plaster corsets
Thoreau and Weil were writers coming out of the Romantic tradition. For me, the Romantic movement was an attempt to create a wisdom literature for the West. A good part of that wisdom had to do with returning us to the immediacy of the world. As a poetic technique this has come to be known as defamiliarization. What it attempts to do is to destroy the world of custom, habit, stereotype, and ideology so that we can see things for what they are, so that we can see and feel the stone’s stoniness. When Walt Whitman says that his poetry is about leaves of grass, he is essentially saying, We have not been attentive. We need to look again at this leaf of grass. He wrote, ‘Bring all the art and science of the world, and baffle and humble it with one spear of grass.’Curtis White, The Science Delusion | Tricycle (via)
Elise Cowen (via smallpressdistribution)
The body is a humble thing
Made of death & water
The fashion is to dress it plain
And use the mind for border
Charles Thurston Thompson, Autoportrait, 1853 (via orphanwork)