The blog of author Dennis Cooper

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Drunks

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Nick Alm Drinking Sisters (2014)
‘Nick Alm was born 1985 in Eksjö, Sweden. In 2007 he entered the Florence Academy of Art, where he also held a position as teaching assistant. After graduating in 2010, he received a scholarship to join The Hudson River Fellowship. The following year, he studied with the Norwegian painter Odd Nerdrum in Norway and in France before returning to Sweden. At present he has his studio in Stockholm.’

 

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William S. Burroughs Drunk Cop (1993)
‘felt pen and gun shots on paper’

 

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Cyprien Gaillard The Recovery of Discovery (2011)
‘Those are cases of beer in bottles. Considering Germany is the home of Oktoberfest, I am not surprised this passes for art. The artist is Cyprien Gaillard and his piece was meant to illustrate the point “Preserving a monument goes hand in hand with destroying it.” The most important bit for fans of the brewski may well be this; the pyramid was made from cases of Efes beer in bottles that was imported from Turkey. The boxes formed the steps of the pyramid and people at the museum were cut loose to climb the pyramid and open the boxes, then get hammered. From the after shots in the gallery, it looks like they did a very good job.’

 

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Luca Giovagnoli Drunk Woman (2019)
‘oil on canvas’

 

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Rare Conker’s Bad Fur Day (2001)
‘The morning after a night of binge drinking, Conker awakens to find himself in an unfamiliar land with a terrible hangover. Having no other choice, he begins a long journey with the goal of returning home to his girlfriend, Berri. While he is trying to get home, he also must avoid the minions of the evil Panther King, who wishes to use Conker as a side table leg; his right-hand man and the mad-scientist, Professor von Kriplespac, is tired of being bossed around by the Panther King and plots his vengeance. Along the way, Conker finds himself in a variety of situations, including having to recover a bee hive from Wayne and the Wankas, confronting an opera-singing pile of feces, being turned into a bat by a vampire, and even getting drafted into a war between the SHC and a Nazi-like race of teddy bears simply known as the Tediz.’

 

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Nicole Eisenman Drunk Girl (2019)
‘Paper pulp drawing’

 

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Banks Violette Not Yet Titled (broken beer bottle) (2005)
‘aluminum, wood, tinted epoxy, salt and polyurethane’

 

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Phil Penman Drunk in Midtown, New York (2018)
‘Silver Gelatin Print’

 

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Albert Maignan Green Muse (1895)
‘In France absinthe became called “La Fée Verte”, meaning “The Green Fairy” and this is how it is presented here: as a femme fatale, a fairy who drives a man into a hypnotic state. I imagine that during the happy hours in bars, which came to be called “L’Heure Verte”, meaning “The Green Hour”, there were many such men.’

 

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Anastasia Klose The Re-Living Room (2012)
‘She is known for her lo-fi aesthetics with her use of iMovie editing software, generic fonts for text-based work and found objects such as cardboard or handwritten signage. The artist has also professed to drawing on the concepts of humiliation and embarrassment and has such her work has been likened to the antics of comedians such as Sacha Baron Cohen and the cast of Jackass. In 2005, Klose filmed a video of herself engaging in sexual intercourse with a fellow art student in a disabled toilet at the VCA entitled In the toilets with Ben, and later the same year filmed Mum and I watch in the toilets with Ben, where Klose and her mother viewed the former video together sitting on a couch.’

 

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James Hopkins Balanced Beer Table (2002)
‘Wood, lager and glass’

 

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David Claerbout KING (after Alfred Wertheimer’s 1956 portrait of a young man named Elvis Presley) (2015)
‘Silent, black and white projection, based on a photograph in a book that marks the transition from ordinary life to superstardom of Elvis Presley, then aged 21. That week in 1956, Wertheimer portrayed a young man who generously returns every shot the camera takes with an incredible calm, allowing the photographer to come very close and feel at ease with a ‘body’ that will soon transition from casual to monumental.’

 

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Tom Burr drunk emily (2014)
‘The title of the exhibition, “drunk emily”, is a direct reference to Emily Dickinson, a sublime poet and fetish character, who has become a mainstay for the artist. Now viewed as one of pop figures of American culture, Emily Dickinson spent most of her life in her room on the top floor of her father’s home, isolated from the society of which she was nevertheless an acute observer. For her, fantasy and imagination were the true means for acquiring an understanding of reality, and a way of conveying happiness.’

 

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Cosima Von Bonin Drunk Octopus Wants to Fight (2016)
‘B/W digital Photograph 16 1/2″ x 21 1/4″ edition of 70’

 

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Peter De Cupere DRUNKEN (2013)
‘In the performance ’Drunken’ one sees the artist as a loner sitting at a table. After drinking the red wine, he opens two drawers of the table. The latter are positioned opposite one another and as such create the shape of a ‘cross’ together with the table. By opening the drawers one sees that a part of the surface of the table also opens up and a space filled with red wine becomes visible. He fills his glass again from this sea of red wine, drinks and crawls into the table, laying himself down in the wine. Waiting on a state of complete drunkenness, not just orally, but physically sucking up the red alcohol into his body. Afterwards he crawls back out of the table and lets his behaviour and stature be determined by the influence of his being drunk. The artist finishes back at the table where he started.’

 

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Peter Paul Rubens Drunken Silenus (c1620)
‘Rubens had learned a lesson that Nietzsche was never quite able to get through his head. It doesn’t matter. It just doesn’t matter where you do it, where you live out your life. If the shit inside is solid then it will never matter. Alas, as we’ve already noted, the shit inside Nietzsche was anything but solid. It was runny.’

 

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Jen Schwarting Image Search (Drunk Girls) (2012)
‘I do choose photographs that appear to be one moment captured from a larger narrative. Something has clearly happened prior to the moment the picture was taken, and because most of the women are unconscious—but the photographer is necessarily present—there is something foreboding, like the potential for a dangerous aftermath. The thought or threat of rape, or some equally horrifying outcome, is apparent in some of the pictures. I like the word “still” because of its connection to narrative, and to Cindy Sherman, who is a big influence. I think a difference is that Sherman’s [Untitled] Film Stills and early centerfold images implied a constructed narrative, pointing to representations of women in film and advertising. I am going for something similar in terms of stereotypes, appropriation, and representation, but it is complicated by the fact that the photographs I’m using allegedly depict real girls, and further, that their images are being used without permission.’

 

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Maya Stovall Liquor Store Theatre (2017)
‘History reverberates in the present; the effects of white supremacy are felt by Black Americans each day with the immediacy of a neon sign glowing in a store window. Such windows are found at liquor stores across Detroit’s McDougall-Hunt neighborhood, where the artist lived and worked from 2012 and 2018. These liquor stores form the focus of Stovall’s “Liquor Store Theatre” project, a six year-long artistic and ethnographic study of McDougall-Hunt, which unfolds across a series of thirty videos, featured in the 2017 Whitney Biennial.

‘For each video, Stovall staged an unannounced, choreographed dance performance at the site of a local liquor store, and after dancing, interviewed members of her impromptu audience about their views on the neighborhood, their city, and its future. Scenes of these interviews and performances are cut together in the videos, the voices of Stovall and residents mingling with the dance’s ambient techno score, Detroit-style electronica. The interviews their reflect an intense awareness of Detroit’s binary representation in American media: either a dead metropolis, or a city on the comeback. In “Liquor Store Theatre,” Detroiters return the nation’s speculative gaze, contradicting assumptions and dispelling popular myths.’

 

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Kathy Acker Spread Wide (1982)
‘Raw materials from when Acker was writing Great Expectations and trying to leave America for London.’

 

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PIEK! Beer and Piss (2000)
‘A wall of 4 meter long, 2.75 meter high and 0.7 meter deep, was covered with blue tiles. On one of the long sides were hanging two urinals. On the other side, at ‘penis’ height, two beerhoses were mounted on the wall were you could pull yourself a ‘pislauw’ (the temperature of piss) glass of beer. By climbing the stairs it was possible to look in the installation. In the wall were 5 monitors and a beamer lying on the ground with the PIEK! and Niggendijkers in piss video-loops on them.’

 

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Tracey Emin Drunk to the Bottom of my Soul (2002)
‘appliqué blanket 76 3/8 x 63in.’

 

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Ed Ruscha Every Building on the Sunset Strip (1966)
‘In the 1960s, Ed Ruscha more or less reinvented the artist’s book. By turning away from the craftsmanship and luxury status that typified the livre d’artiste in favor of the artistic idea or concept, expressed simply through photographs and text, Ruscha opened the genre to the possibilities of mass-production and distribution. The 25-foot length of the accordion-folded Every Building on the Sunset Strip affords the viewer two continuous photographic views of the mile and a half section of this landmark stretch of Sunset, one for each side of one of the city’s landmark thoroughfare.’

 

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Gilbert & George Drinking Pieces & Video Sculpture (1972-73)
‘Not as stridently provocative as their later, more celebrated works (or silly, depending on your point of view), G&G’s portrait (or “drinking sculpture”, as they call it) shows “the evening before the morning after”. Consisting of 114 photographs, deliberately amateurish, it represents an evening drinking at the Balls Brothers bar in London’s East End. The artists, hitherto teetotal or nearly so, took up drinking for the sake of their art, or as a project within it, so they could understand, from an artistic point of view, the sensation of drunkenness.’

 

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William Hogarth A Midnight Modern Conversation (c. 1732)
‘William ‘Hogarth’s A Midnight Modern Conversation is perhaps the most misunderstood of the artist’s works. It rapidly became a preferred image for reproduction on punchbowls and tankards produced in England and Holland, as well as in Meissen for the Saxon court, all of which contributed to the idea that Hogarth was celebrating drunkenness and its effects. The print was also taken to mean that Hogarth was himself a hearty drinker who relished drunken companionship and promoted it in his art. This went along with the idea, developed in the late 18th century by his biographers, that he was a true man of the people who despised his social superiors, whose pretentious behavior was the main subject of his satirical art.

‘But a closer look tells a more complex story. While some of the participants seem to be having a good time, some are definitely not. The “politician” on the far right carelessly sets his sleeve on fire as he lights his pipe—with potentially horrific consequences. In the foreground, a wigless man has fallen off his chair and is spread-eagled on the ground, having smashed a bottle as he went, while an unsteady and unseeing drunk empties a bottle of wine on his head. A clergyman absorbed in his tobacco is toasted by another drunk who puts his own wig on the clergyman’s head. A man to the clergyman’s left is clearly ill and probably about to vomit, and the floor is littered with discarded food and broken pipes. The whole scene is a picture of disorder and of the consequences of excessive consumption of both alcohol and tobacco.’

 

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Walt Disney Studios How to be a Detective (1952)
‘Goofy is hired to solve a mystery of a missing “Al.” He searches the city for clues, but constantly runs into a city sheriff (who is portrayed by Pete) who tells him to let the police handle it. A car chase occurs and the drivers ram into a haystack. It turns out that Al is actually the city sheriff who is supposed to get married to the woman who hires Goofy to find him.’

 

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dimitri Very Drunk Boy (2005)
‘7.7K views’

 

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Gillian Wearing Drunk (1997–99)
‘Wearing’s plan—to cultivate a bunch of skid-row types over a period of years, give them the run of her studio, and film the proceedings—sounds like a recipe for disaster, not only for practical and aesthetic reasons but on ethical grounds as well. Yet the artist’s formal rigor makes the work a minimalist masterpiece: at once somnolent and keyed up, like its subjects—a cross between Andy Warhol and Samuel Beckett, if such a hybrid were possible.’

 

 

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p.s. Hey. ** Ian, Hi, Ian. Awesome, really glad the post/work hit home with you, and thanks a lot for saying so. Hope you’re doing as great as everything will allow. ** David Ehrenstein, Hi. Oh, quite simply, I think up until it shifts to the ‘health center’ location, ‘Safe’ is excellent. At that point, for me, it becomes clunky and obvious and kind of negates what I’d liked about the film up to that point. But I have issues with most of his films. I find them over-calculated and stiff. The only films of his I like unreservedly are ‘Superstar’ and ‘Velvet Goldmine’, and possibly ‘I am Not There’, but I need to watch it again. Otherwise his films just aren’t my cup tea. *shrug* Shit happens. ** Dominik, Morning (?), D! Sorry about your love, I couldn’t help myself. Love that you suddenly figure out will become your TPE eternal slave if you click on the third button down from the neck of his shirt like it’s a link, G. ** _Black_Acrylic, Hi, B. It is strange that book hasn’t been reprinted given the billions of art books that constantly get published. Gee, there must be five hundred Raymond Pettibon books alone. ** Bex Peyton, Howdy, Bex. Thanks, yeah, me too, obviously. Nice comparison with Shaye Saint John. Huh, yeah, I hadn’t thought about that. Telling pairing. Those shitty scans saved us! Have a superb today! ** politekid, Hey hey, Oscar. It and she were a really fine meld. And it’s not easy to meld a complicated text with another’s voice. Been there. No one has ever been able to record their own version of a Randy Newman song without dumbing down and neutering it, for example. Anyway, yours was a successful depths/surface marriage. I like mash-up titles. A bunch of my stuff’s titles are just lifts from Guided by Voices lyrics. I didn’t know Placecloud. It looks very fruitful. I’ve marked it and will scour. If you remember, let us/me know when yours go up, that’d be cool, or I’ll try to keep my eye out. Right, gotcha, about Captain Tom. This is maybe kind of weird to say, but there are things that just seem so British that they exude a kind of generalised British charm offensive that I feel like I can’t parse, not being British, and I think Captain Tom did that for me. The curfew sucks! I don’t know if it’s working, but our numbers are holding steady, partly because of it, I guess (?), and it’s better than the very serious lockdowns that France likes to impose. I have encountered Dorothea Tanning’s Room 202, yes, and I agree, I think you’re absolutely right now that you say that. Smart. I hope your today is a windfall. ** Bill, What a power couple: him and Unica Zurn. I’ll see if ‘The Transfiguration’ is on one of my illegal sites. Might well be. Zooming/schooling going okay, etc.? ** Steve Erickson, Obviously interested in the Elisa Lam doc series, but also very wary. Yeah its interesting: back when I was doing journalism a lot, I never even thought about asking artists about their politics, and there was zero pressure to do that. I tried the new The Weather Station album. It might be a grower, although I don’t think it’s anywhere near Destroyer level. KAWS, yeah. He’s awful, bottom of the barrel awful. I don’t think there’s anything going on in that work at all. Art world people I know are often talking about how absurd it is that collectors are forking out hundreds of thousands and millions of dollars for his crap as an investment when it’s guaranteed to have future nonentity status. Weird phenomenon, fascinating but kind of depressing too. ** Brian O’Connell, Hi, Brian. Glad you dug his stuff. ‘Pink Narcissus’ is singular and pretty cool at the very least. I know the title ‘Malcolm & Marie’, but that’s it, and I’ll keep it that way, thanks for the warning. Purdy’s higher reputation over here makes one wonder if his work translates into foreign languages especially well or something, and, if so, why. It’s like how hugely influential Edgar Allan Poe was on great writers in France, apparently having a ton to do with the fact that Charles Baudelaire did the French translation and supposedly made him seem like a much greater stylist than he was. I wonder if anyone watches ‘M’ not for a class. The two times I saw it were for a high school and then college class. Not to say it’s not great. My day … I got closer to finishing an assigned writing thing that’s due soon, and that was enough to make it a solid day. Did your Thursday earn its keep? ** Okay. Today the blog is giving you a bunch of imaginary drinking buddies in effect. See you tomorrow.

Spotlight on … Hans Bellmer & Paul Eluard The Games of the Doll (1949)

 

‘Covered in soft black construction paper adorned with a pink title band, and filled with delicate pages accentuated by rapturously colored photographs, Hans Bellmer’s Les jeux de la poupée (The Games of the Doll) is the perfect Surrealist object. Bellmer began to experiment with his disquieting dolls in 1934—originally crafted from wood, broom-handles, metal rods, nuts and bolts, and plaster—before forming the second iteration which was constructed using ball joints for greater mobility and manipulation. Photographed from 1936 to 1938 in his native Germany, Bellmer then fled to Paris, where famed fellow Surrealist Paul Éluard selected fourteen images to be compiled into a book that would couple Bellmer’s vibrantly hand colored photographs with extensive text written by Éluard. A small edition titled Poupée II was created, but with the advent of the Second World War its publication was brought to a halt. A larger edition, published by Éditions Premières in Paris as Les jeux de la poupée was released a decade later in an edition of 136. While the great majority of these books have been broken up, the current lot is a rare example of a complete book, presented as Bellmer and Éluard had originally intended it.

Les jeux de la poupée dives deep into the realm of the uncanny. The doll, never anatomically complete, and clearly constructed from artificial parts, nonetheless evokes fear and sympathy from the viewer who cannot help but feel empathy for this tragic figure. Photography, with its unbreakable tie to the real, plays a significant role in the Doll’s surreal power, in what scholars Rosalind Krauss and Jane Livingston describe as “the seeming contradiction between the extravagant productions of the unconscious and the documentary deadpan of the camera.”

‘The prints placed within the book feature Bellmer’s doll posed in a series of sinister narrative tableaus, however on the cover Bellmer placed a print that has been trimmed to the edges of the doll itself, divorcing her from an semblance of reality. A nearly abstract form composed of two hips joined by a large ball-joint, lit from opposing sides and colored pink and yellow, the self-contained form appears a duality—conscious and unconscious, reality and fantasy. Like a reoccurring, effusive dream, we are greeted by another trimmed print on the cover page, a twin of the doll on the cover who has followed us into the book’s depths. Regarding Bellmer’s book is like walking through a stranger’s home in the dark. Each step is carefully taken through this strange, unsettling environment, and perhaps we yearn for the comfort of the familiar, but drawn in by Bellmer’s exquisite Surrealist mastery, we cannot bring ourselves to look away.’ — Phillips

 

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Hans Bellmer

‘Hans Bellmer adopted his controversial practice—the creation of provocative, often grotesque sculptures of pubescent female dolls—in the 1930s to rebel against the artistic rules and standards of beauty imposed by the Nazi government. After moving to Berlin in 1923, Bellmer became close with the Dada artists, particularly George Grosz, a politically minded painter who furthered Bellmer’s distrust of government. Fearing that his art would be outlawed by the Nazis as “degenerate”, in 1934 Bellmer sought acceptance abroad with André Breton and the French Surrealists, who embraced his work for its revolutionary nature and libidinous engagement with female youth. In addition to his sculptures, Bellmer produced prints, photographs, and drawings, always dealing with themes of abject sexuality and forbidden desire. Also a writer, he referred to his doll projects as “experimental poetry”.’

“I was aware of what I called physical unconsciousness, the body’s underlying awareness of itself. I tried to rearrange the sexual elements of a girl’s body like a sort of plastic anagram. I remember describing it thus: the body is like a sequence that invites us to rearrange it, so that its real meaning comes clear through the series of endless anagrams. I want to reveal what is usually kept hidden – it is no game – I tried to open peoples eyes to new realities: it is as true of the doll photographs as it is of Petit Traite de la Morale. The anagram is the key to my work. This allies me to the Surrealists and I am glad to be considered part of that movement, although I have less concern than some Surrealists with the subconscious, because my works are carefully thought out and controlled. If my work is found to scandalise, that is because for me the world is scandalous.” — Hans Bellmer


Hans BELLMER – La Poupée


Hijikata ‘three bellmers’

 

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Paul Eluard

‘Paul Éluard was a French poet and one of the founders of the Surrealist movement. In 1916, he chose the name Paul Éluard, a patronymic borrowed from his maternal grandmother. He adheres to Dadaism and becomes one of the pillars of surrealism by opening the way to artistic action politically committed to the Communist Party. During World War II, he was the author of several poems against Nazism that circulated clandestinely. He became known worldwide as The Poet of Freedom and is considered the most gifted of French surrealist poets.’

Philip Roth: In your book, the great French poet Éluard soars over paradise and gulag, singing. Is this bit of history which you mention in the book authentic?

Milan Kundera: After the war, Paul Éluard abandoned surrealism and became the greatest exponent of what I might call the “poesy of totalitarianism.” He sang for brotherhood, peace, justice, better tomorrows, he sang for comradeship and against isolation, for joy and against gloom, for innocence and against cynicism. When in 1950 the rulers of paradise sentenced Éluard’s Prague friend, the surrealist Zalvis Kalandra, to death by hanging, Éluard suppressed his personal feelings of friendship for the sake of supra-personal ideals, and publicly declared his approval of his comrade’s execution. The hangman killed while the poet sang.


Paul Eluard : “Liberté” (dit par l’auteur)


Paul ÉLUARD – Portrait souvenir (DOCUMENTAIRE, 1964)

 

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p.s. Hey. ** Misanthrope, Same here. The sky has multiple personalities that are very impatient with one another. Your David description makes him sound kind of like a cross between a typical hardcore pothead and Archie Bunker for some reason. I keep thinking that scenario you mentioned happened in one of my novels or stories, but I can’t remember. I used to know this boy/guy a long time ago who told me he was hitchhiking on acid when he was 11 years old and a guy gave him a ride and he (my friend) said the acid was making him acting totally hyper and weird, and that the guy got fed up and made him get out of the car, and that a few months later he saw the driver’s picture in the paper and it turned out he was this serial killer famous for killing teen and pre-teen hitchhiking boys who had just been arrested, so … that kind of counts but it isn’t literature. ** David Ehrenstein, Hi. Our being at severe odds about Errol Morris is old news since we’ve crossed swords about him many times, so I say let’s do the usual agree to disagree and go elsewhere and upwards. Disagree with you about ‘Safe’ too, and I think we’ve been there before as well. Everyone, Mr. E’s FaBlog tackles the impeachment hearings under the colorful title ‘Trump / Sade’ here. ** Dominik, Hi!!! Right? And yet the great majority of kids who take those classes turn out to be the usual occasionally horny heteros. I guess you and I had high artistic standards even when we were little. Yes, the musical love we cooked up is interesting indeed. If he had an escort profile, I’d be tempted. Ha ha, good one. Love that notices your love lying on the floor and thinks it’s a coffee bean and adds it to the beans in his coffee grinder and clicks ‘on’, G. ** _Black_Acrylic, That is good news! How in the world did the UK govt not include MS people in their vaccine priority list?! Wtf next! Anyway, very happy to hear that. The French govt’s vaccine roll out is such a mess I don’t when I’m going to get my chance, grr. ** Ferdinand, Thanks a lot, man. I hope you’re doing great. ** Steve Erickson, ‘MPLS’, in my opinion, is very good and has a lot of the qualities that make his films so great while not being among his very best and with a kind of lack of pay off at the end. I would add ‘Mr. Death’ and ‘Vernon, Florida’ to your faves list. ‘Fast, Cheap and Out of Control’ is in my all time top ten favorite films list. I pretty much stopped doing profile pieces before social media was in full swing, so it would have been harder to track my previous opinions. That current situation is nuts, and not a surprise at all. The only time I ever had publicist interference was when I interviewed Brad Renfro. He was very open in the interview, too open in his people’s opinion, and I started getting threatening phone calls from his publicist about what I could and couldn’t use before I even pulled my car out of the parking lot of the place where I’d interviewed him. ** politekid, Hi, O! Oh, my pleasure, man, I loved it. And I liked the voice/recitation too. Was the deliverer your choice? Did you monitor/supervise the recording? Great there’ll be a second part. Hopefully art spaces will even be open and enterable by then? I like the title. How does one hear that podcast you mentioned? And your essay sounds like it’s reaching nuclear must readability level. I love Kawabata. I … don’t think I know Naoki Urasawa. I’ll try to find ‘Monster’. Ace about your grandma’s shot. The Captain Tom thing is known to me, but I can’t quite figure out what I’m supposed to feel about it. I’ve been erring on the side of ‘aw, what a sweetie’. I’m good. Nah, not much of anything is happening here. Our 6 pm curfew pretty much kills everything. I’m just working on projects and stuff. There’s such a groundswell of anger/pressure from museums here that they might actually get reopened, which would be helpful. Take care, maestro! ** Brian O’Connell, Hi, Brian, good to see you. Thanks a lot about the post’s recent output. I highly recommend ‘Gates of Heaven’ and ‘Vernon, Florida’. ‘Fast, Cheap and Out of Control’ is my ultra-favorite. My week has been pretty fucking quiet. Just working and trying to work on stuff. I did go to that donut place, and they were very yum. Watched a few films, nothing especially noteworthy. My week needs an excitement breakout, and … maybe today? Doubt it. Glad your friends passed the ‘Salo’ test with flying colors. Yeah, Purdy, a very distinct stylist. I do like him. He is polarising, but I can’t quite figure out why. He seems to be more roundly respected in Europe. When I lived in Holland, he was considered a total god there. My favorite Purdy is ‘Eustace Chisholm and the Works’. I did a post a while back about his ‘Complete Stories’ book if it’s of interest. Here. I hope you’ve made it up early and hit all the necessary marks that required that wake up time. And had some fun too. ** Okay. The book under the blog’s spotlight today is so incredibly rare and so very expensive that basically those kind of crappy scans in the post are your only access unless you’re a book collecting millionaire. See you tomorrow.

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