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Michelle Ruhmshottel I Threw Up Again, 2021
‘Hey girl i still want to know u ❤️’

 

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Typoe Confetti Death, 2011
‘Miami-based graffiti artist Typoe created this insane piece earlier in the year titled Confetti Death. Produced from shards of spray paint caps, the confetti of color sees a splash through the mouth of a skull, juxtaposing quite nicely with the white wall it’s placed on.’

 

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Martin Creed Sick Film, 2006
‘Martin Creed’s recent work Sick Film is a four channel video work, shown on four monitors stacked to form a cube. Each screen shows a single person in a white room vomiting. Enthusiasts said the work is concerned with human experience and shows a fascination with how people navigate through life, making sense of what happens personally.’

 

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John Knuth Various, 2010 – 2016
‘Artist John Knuth doesn’t actually make his paintings, which have an intriguing, almost pointillist appearance. Instead, he lets his assistants do all the work. Except Knuth’s assistants are flies, and their work involves puking all over the canvas. Flies spend most of their time walking around on their food, vomiting digestive juices on it to turn it into edible liquid (flies can’t eat solid food, as they don’t strictly have mouths). Puking all the time means they have to work hard to keep hydrated, so they pee all the time too.’

 

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Takashi Murakami Tan Bo Puking — a.k.a. Gero Tan, 2002
‘Japanese myth-histories focus on puking gods (Shinto) and puking ghosts (Buddhism), and Takashi Murakami paints a bit of both here in his gigantic 2002 Tan Bo Puking — a.k.a. Gero Tan. We see the Japanese character known as Mr. DOB—Mickey Mouse’s “mutant cousin”—playing the monster Tan Tan Bo dying. 2002, the year the US declared war on Iraq… Mini versions of Mr. DOB erupt from sores on his head, each one vomiting vomiters. One stream ends in a high-five between two hands and a black star! Visual metaphors abound, stepping back, the entire composition resembles a nuclear explosion.’

 

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Millie Brown Vomit, 2014 ->
‘Cutting edge artist, Millie Brown, began pushing the boundaries of the art world after becoming sick – literally – of using more traditional methods of painting. The eccentric artist – whose unique work features in Ripley’s Believe it or Not! – uses a selection of dyed soy milk in a mixture of colours which she then swallows at various intervals, one at a time, before vomiting it onto a white canvas.’

 

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CSA Images Various, 2021
‘Created over nearly half a century by Charles S Anderson Design, CSA Images is the world’s most extensive wholly owned collection of graphic art and design elements. Inspired by the history of modern print design, this expertly curated library contains unique images of nearly any subject, and style. CSA’s art has been exhibited in museums worldwide, including the permanent collection of The Museum of Modern Art, New York, among others.’

 

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Damien Hirst Beautiful, Bubblegum, Pizza, My Little Pony, Barbie Vomit Paintings, 2013
household gloss on canvas

 

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Jake and Dinos Chapman Like a Dog Returns to its Vomit Twice, 2005
Like a Dog Returns to its Vomit Twice features 80 prints by Francisco de Goya “reworked and improved” by Jake and Dinos Chapman. Molluscs, insects, animals, clowns, organs and monsters painted directly on the original prints in gouache and ink populate the famous Spanish master’s whimsical, macabre world.’

 

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Maryan Personnage in a Box, 1962
‘By 2021, few in the art world remembered Maryan, a painter born in Poland who during the postwar era became one of the first to explicitly contend with the horrors of the Holocaust. With a retrospective that recently opened at the Museum of Contemporary Art North Miami, Maryan has drawn newfound fascination, and now, the artist’s estate has gotten gallery representation at Kamel Mennour, which has four spaces in Paris and represents Anish Kapoor, Alicja Kwade, Philippe Parreno, Zineb Sedira, and more.’

 

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Hot God Vomit Musca Abortae Mantra, 1988
‘‘Hot God Vomit’ was the name of our first band. We were a bunch of cocky teenagers from the bush who injected ourselves into late 1980’s Sydney underground music culture for a laugh. We were definitely in the right place at the right time to be connected to good blokes with vast knowledge of experimental music, magic and artistic wisdom. They actually gave us the time of day and opportunities to accelerate our live actions. It’s hard to explain the energy at the time. Let’s just say political correctness hadn’t completely infected Australian art.’

 

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Mike Parr The Emetics (Primary Vomit); I Am Sick of Art (Red, Yellow and Blue, 1977
‘At the beginning of his career, Parr’s performances – documented in 11 videos and six suites of photos within the exhibition – were conceptual and ironic. But, over time, they became more publicly attuned and politicized. The signal work of the early period, recorded in photographs, is The Emetics (Primary Vomit); I Am Sick of Art (Red, Yellow and Blue) (1977), in which he ingested acrylic paint in Piet Mondrian’s signature palette and, naturally enough, puked them back up again onto a canvas.’

 

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Bob Budd Vomit, 2013
Sheep fleeces and wheel barrow

 

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David Shrigley Untitled (I Knelt Down Briefly to Vomit), 2020
Black and white ink drawing

 

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Okuda San Miguel Pollution Vomit, 2018
Synthetic enamel on fiberglass and mixed media

 

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Bompas & Parr Vomit Vault of London, 2022
‘With refreshing style and exuberant technique, Bompas & Parr bring the most disgusting installation to life – Vomit Vault of London. The studio will host a week-long public exhibition, between 8 – 12 April, at The Crypt Gallery London to celebrate the release of their corresponding publication, Salute to Puke. With sick bags provided on entry, visitors will be submerged into a grotesque subterranean world of gluttony, vibrant artworks and visceral scents.’

 

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OKEH Vomit Kid, 2013
Resin

 

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Aaron Axelrod MERMAID VOMIT #10, 2020
Archival photograph print

 

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José Guadalupe Posada Death of Aurelio Caballero from Yellow Fever in Veracruz, 1892
Relief engraving or photo relief etching on wove paper

 

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Mai Nguyễn-Long Vomit Girls, 2022
‘A cluster of ceramic sculptures depicts different versions of “Vomit Girl“—a character developed by the Australia-based artist Mai Nguyễn-Long. Each of the feminine figures, with shapes and motifs inspired by traditional Vietnamese architecture, is regurgitating, and little coils and balls suggesting vomit are placed playfully about the plinth. For the artist, the character is a way to grapple with the trauma of the Vietnam War.’

 

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Fabienne Hess Collective Vomit, 2015
Images found via trash-recovery software on USB sticks belonging to participants of a workshop held at Baltic Centre for Contemporary Art.

 

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Melanie Kowasic Sea Lion Vomiting, 2008
Photograph

 

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Craig Fisher Puke, 2005
cotton, sequins and beads

 

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Lucifer Valentine Slaughtered Vomit Dolls, 2006
‘Have you seen the trailer to this film? Well, imagine that same thing only have it last 71 minutes long. That’s basically what this film is. There’s a lot of puking, guts, nudity, and satanic music, but none of it means anything. There is no substance, style, taste, originality, plot, acting, or script. I could make a movie just like this.’

 

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Chris Whiteburch The Vomiting House, 2012
‘Chris Whiteburch is part of the small arts collective called Ink Tank who “imagined a fictional group of people living in the home who would react to the prophesied end-of-times 2012 date.”‘

 

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Beth Cavener Stichter Come Undone, 2012
‘Beth Cavener Stichter makes things from clay that you wouldn’t have thought possible when you were sitting in art class making a coil pot.’

 

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Taíno Spatula (Vomitivo), Lizard, 13th–15th century
‘Taíno sculptors created another class of objects created figural and abstract imagery for use in ceremonies, known variably as spoons, spatulas, vomitivos, or “vomit sticks.” Artists featured zoomorphic or anthropomorphic figures on these ritual implements, imbuing them with identities that featured prominently in their use in purging and fasting. Such activities induced weakened physical state and mental confusion, and combined with ritual use of a vegetal entheogen known as cohoba, formed integral parts of rituals performed by specialist healers known as behique (or bohíte or buhuittihu).’

 

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Martin Wong Das Puke Book, 1977
Das Puke Book is a small chapbook self-published by Martin Wong in 1977. Written in the early 1970s, the publication contains thirteen chapters of handwritten micro-fictions filled with cringeworthy stories unfolding in San Francisco and beyond. Martin Wong (1946-1999) was born in Portland, Oregon and raised in San Francisco, California. Wong was active in the performance art groups The Cockettes and Angels of Light Free Theater before moving to New York in 1978. He exhibited for two decades at notable downtown galleries including EXIT ART, Semaphore, and P·P·O·W, among others, before his passing in San Francisco from an AIDS related illness. His work is represented in the collections of The Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, NY; Museum of Modern Art, New York, NY; The Bronx Museum of the Arts, New York, NY; Whitney Museum of American Art, New York, NY; Cleveland Museum of Art, Cleveland, OH; Art Institute of Chicago, Chicago, IL; and the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art, San Francisco, CA, among others.’

 

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Peter Saul Mona Lisa Throws Up Pizza, 1995
acrylic and oil on canvas

 

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Tony Matelli Lost & Sick, 1996
‘‘Lost & Sick’ presents a tableau in which three young Boy Scouts have gone missing and are physically distressed. Their vomiting is an outward sign of an otherwise unseen inner disturbance. What has happened here? How have they become separated from the rest of the troop? What had initially commenced as an adventure enforced by goodness and innocence, the boys’ journey has deteriorated into a hellish scene of unexpected exile and an unfortunately bleak outcome.’

 

 

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p.s. Hey. ** Charalampos, Hi. I hope the newly re-covered ‘Closer’ still works properly. I would say read ‘Ice’ first among her books, yes. It’s the best one, I think. I think my ‘spotlight’ and ‘5 books’ post probably constitute a sequel to my faves post? Love from brisk Paris. ** James Bennett, Hi. I’ve only been to Melbourne once, and it reminded me of Los Angeles strangely. Your current reading habits sound fruitful. I like sliding in and out of books. Generally, yes, when I’m really in heavy writing mode, I can’t put enough of my mind into reading a full book. It’s too distracting. I sort of need to have a novel, say, completely occupying me, words-wise. Seeing films or art or music while writing are totally okay. I just need to stay in whatever zone that my prose ideas are building or something. I know people who write fantastic books and read while writing. It’s just the way my brain works, I guess. Very best to you too. ** Dominik, Hi!! Yeah, the Grolet fruits are nuts. When you make your inevitable visit to Paris, I’ll get you there. The cinnamon roll place is near Zac’s, so I’ll go when we start the final film editing stint, maybe tomorrow. What’s happening around the film right now is so depressing and complicated that I can’t really do it justice. Most of it comes down to having zero money to work with, and also a realisation that our film’s uniqueness is going to make its path forward in terms of getting into film festivals and stuff more challenging than we had hoped. Festivals make noises that they want films that are fresh and unusual, but what they actually want is just conventional films with little stylish flourishes. So we’re getting a lot of ‘this is great, I’ve never seen anything like it, etc.’, but no. Which isn’t to say it’s a hopeless situation, we just have to figure out how to get around that. Long story short. I’m fearing love didn’t save you, but I hope love at least made the meeting’s end a happy moment. Love excising the nausea part of vomiting, G. ** Steve Erickson, Your list! If I add in your ‘also rans’, our fave albums lists share one entry. You’ll see what it is on Saturday. Everyone, Mr. Erickson has posted his list of favorite 2023 albums, songs and reissues to his blog, and, if you’re a list fetishist like me, go here. No, we have to keep trying to raise money and doing some last little tweaks to the final edit through the holidays. ** Jack Skelley, Agreed and agreed and thanks and thanks, maestro. Lurve from me! ** _Black_Acrylic, Happy Thursday, Mr. Robinson. ** Goutful, Hi. Oh, like doubtful with a ‘g’. I didn’t realise that you don’t have to choose a specific path at the dawning of your studies, but of course, why would you? I’m not sure if it’s still the case, but when I lived in Holland in the mid-80s, young people had to choose whether they were going to be an academic kind of adult or a worker in their early teens and choose to either go on to university or to a trade school then, which seemed very strange to me. ‘You’ve got to train the parts of you that sense/read in a way that makes you feel implicated in another person’s body’: that’s really fascinating. Also ‘practice how to look at patients’. I can only really look at things from an artist’s pov, but that sounds very much like figuring out how to make art, but physically manifesting what you learn as well as developing an internal strategy. Wow, interesting, thank you for explaining that. Hope you met the quiz’s challenge. Really, it’s very exciting to think about what you’re doing. Cheers back! ** T, Hi. Oh, hm, I’ll see what’s possible. I mean, if we can, let’s, and if it’s a galette on the table, that’ll work wonders too. ** Jeff J, I have a browser page open to Julian Calendar’s bandcamp, and it’s just waiting for me to finish this and achieve entire wakefulness. ‘Molly’ is great, yeah, I’m almost finished with it. Yes, Monday or Tuesday should work. I should know what if any film work schedule I’ll have early next week by later today. ** Darbyy🐻🐻‍❄️🧸, Hi, pal. There’s the ‘vomit’. How I can assist in making you realise any low esteem you feel is a phantom made by dunderheads with a severe lack of insight and creativity and composed of zero? Great that you get to spend the weekend with actual, knowing friends! Concentrate on that, right? I, of course, think elephants are among earth’s greatest rulers, even though I’ve only seen them behind barriers in zoos, I think. And I guess being psychologically tortured in circuses when I was a kid and circuses used to travel around and parents took their kids to them. A couple of weeks is big, and keep that streak going. I’ve only read the poems in the post so far, so I don’t know what the whole book is doing. I would have to pull out my CC files and listen to identify that song. No, scars don’t gross me out. I think maybe when they’re still just fresh wounds they might in certain circumstances? Obviously feel free to talk about your self harm thoughts with me. I like to read and listen and think. Happiest Thursday almost Friday to you, my friend. ** Caesar, Hi. Mm, I think I’m okay today, thank you. I’m suspecting your birthday will be over by the time you read this. How was the outing? Where was the outing? I hope you were successfully blissed out for at least a large number of sequential hours. I should post more poetry here. Let me get on that. Happy beginning of your hopefully best year ever or at least so far. Hugs galore from me. ** Thomas Moronic, Hi, Thomas! Yes, it certainly seems so. My copy is waiting to be passed to me from Kiddiep, but I’m already sold. You good? Writing good? Encroaching holidays good? Love, me. ** Kettering, Hi. Oh, no, I don’t think I’m ever horrified by horrifying ideas and concepts. Raspberry crème is yum. Maybe not as yum as boysenberry crème. I didn’t know what ‘k-waves’ were until just this very second, but I really like that term for some reason. I like that it doesn’t refer to drugs. I have wanted to be immortal since I was a little kid, and I still do. In fact I demand it! I think I could only take years from someone if they were already dead and someone else gave an estimation of their unused years to me. To my knowledge, I am not in any of Amy’s poems, but, you know what, I’ll ask her. Yes, in fact before we settled on ‘Room Temperature’ as a title we did a thorough investigation to make sure that every possible meaning of the term applied to our film. I do that with all of my titles. I’m nuts that way. Hope you don’t vomit today. ** Okay. Vomit is your assigned topic or at least thematic for the next 24 hours. See you tomorrow.

Please welcome to the world … Robbie Coburn And I Could Not Have Hurt You (Kiddiepunk)

“This collection made me feel in exactly the way that I want art to make me feel – it brought out feelings that I needed bringing out, it hurt me in a way that also felt beautiful. It made me feel – it reminded me I was alive.” — Thomas Moore (on Robbie Coburn’s work)

 

And I Could Not Have Hurt You

Poems by Robbie Coburn

Artwork by Michael Salerno

88 pages. Released December 2023 by Kiddiepunk

 

‘Kiddiepunk is proud to present “And I Could Not Have Hurt You” a new book of poems by Robbie Coburn. This harrowing collection consists of 36 sombre and piercing poems exploring death, loss, depression and self-harm. Presented in three sections, the poems form a fractured and harrowing narrative that doubles as a descent into the abyss.’

 

Paperback via Kiddiepunk online store:
https://www.kiddiepunk.com/and_I_could_not_have_hurt_you.htm

 

 

Playlist:

TVISB – Shallow

Antaeus – Inner War

Townes Van Zandt – Waiting Around to Die

Lifelover – Nackskott (Neckshot)

Bob Dylan – Not Dark Yet

Manic Street Preachers – Yes

Bethlehem – Aphel, die schwarze Schlange

AFI – The Leaving Song Pt. II

Psychonaut 4 – Pain Dealer

Emma Ruth Rundle – Living with the Black Dog

 

Quotes

“A man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn’t he?”

― Arthur Rimbaud

“I hurt myself to get pain out.”

― Manic Street Preachers, Yes

“If I could have chosen, I would have died at my birth.”

― Robbie Coburn

“Cut your flesh and worship Satan.”

― Antaeus, Inner War

Franklin : Hey, I bet that’s some of that guy’s blood. Look at that. Look at that. You think that’s blood?
Kirk : Yeah, I guess so.
Franklin : Oh, that’s blood, all right. And that guy cut the hell out of himself. You think you could do that to yourself?
Kirk : [laughs] I’m not crazy.
Franklin : Yeah, but. It takes something, though, I mean, just to do that to yourself like he did.

― The Texas Chain Saw Massacre

 

Poem excerpts






Thank you note:

I want to say thank you to Dennis Cooper for including my work on this legendary blog.
I especially want to say thank you to Michael Salerno for everything. The journey in writing and putting this book together has been a surreal dream come true. Michael’s genius, inspiration and vision were what made this book what it is.
I also want to thank my friend Thomas Moore for the constant belief and support of my work. Hails.

 

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Robbie Coburn is a poet based in Melbourne, Australia. His books include “Ghost Poetry”, “And I Could Not Have Hurt You” and “The Other Flesh”.
He released the album “Womb”, a collaboration with noise artist TVISB, in 2023.

Instagram: @robbiecoburn
https://robbiecoburn.com

Kiddiepunk:
https://kiddiepunk.com

 

 

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p.s. Hey. The blog is so lucky as to get to roll out its red carpet function twice in one week thanks to the timely appearance of a beautiful and dark book of poems by the young Australian poet Robbie Coburn courtesy of the unimpeachable Kiddiepunk Press. Please feast upon the evidence at hand and make what I think is a terrific discovery. Thank you to Robbie and Kiddiepunk for having this platform in mind. ** James Bennett, Hi. Oh, that Korine film is wonderful. If I’m not at least a little tormented by what I’m working on, I’m sure I’m being boring. Actually, no, I don’t reread books much, or at least not fiction. There are always too many new books I’m jonesing to read, and I can’t waste time, I guess. I do reread poetry a lot. It’s amazing how a really good poem can live a hundred different lives inside one head. Do you read while you’re writing? I don’t think I do other than picking something up and letting myself get a quick hit off its prose or something. I’m feeling relatively right as rain again. Hope you’re chugging along. ** _Black_Acrylic, Ha ha, nice, abuse at the Stones and/or their surrogates. They have certainly warranted it in the last few decades. That Hotel Chocolate cracker looks fun. ** Dominik, Hi!!! ‘Mr. Lonely’ is lovely. Give it a try. Another strike against ‘May December’. It’s sinking on my to-do list like a stone. Yeah, with Grolet, it’s all in the mouth, although he does make these insane pastries that look exactly like fruits. Here’s his apple, for instance. Love’s celebratory dance was wild in my head, thank you. Love giving me the power to delete a certain human being, G. ** Mark, Hi! You’re back, or I guess I assume you’re back, back being the LA environs. Crushed that I can’t see the zine show. Can’t imagine it’ll get over here, but … Your trip sounds suitably packed and sparkly. Cool. I’ll hit refresh on the PM page until your Eastman zine is a headline. The film is great, but everything around it is awful. Nothing new particularly, in other words. Great to see you, pal! ** T, Ha ha, I considered a velcro wallet — they do exist — but they are uggggly. Great about your writing. The way it sounds like it went is the best, spoken as a fellow hater of writing itself and lover or least accepter of the relative joys of editing. Great, great!! Let me see if any good buches will be available before the 17th, although memory tells me they’re mostly only gettable from the 20’s on. But, if so, we can always share a Galette when you get back. And Galettes may not looks like a billion Euros, but they taste, you know, awfully good. So we’re set either way. Or, wait, are you back here on the 28th? If so, that makes buche sharing immensely possible. Please advise. ** Steve Erickson, I’ll try to find the Pallenberg doc. A billion years ago she gave me something for my Little Caesar Magazine. It was kind of just drugged out doggerel, but I was going to publish it anyway. But it was for the ill-fated 13th issue on which my parents pulled the financial plug. I saw that they have Fireflies Press books at the Jeu de Paume, two blocks from me, so I’m going to peruse what they have. Thankfully no SantaCon here, but that surprises me because I fear the French would go whole hog on it. ** Misanthrope, But once you sort it, you’ll be typing and scrolling and downloading in a dream. Was your mom’s birthday the veritable blast? Champagne raspberry: I would like it. ** Jeff J, Hi, Jeff. Thanks! Great to see you! I saw the newer doc, ‘Brian Jones & the Stones’. It’s okay, worth watching, I think. So sorry to hear the health stuff is ongoing. Christ. Sure, let’s Zoom. Let me know when’s good. Shit, no, I haven’t hit up the new EP yet. The film stuff really disorganises my brain. I’ll go listen today. Cool. Stuff around the film is tough. We’re in a very tough period. We’ll get through it, but it’s very sobering to remember how hierarchical conservative film supporters are. Talk soon, I hope. ** Goutful, Hi, Goutful! Great to meet you. How do you pronounce your name? You’re a medical student. Kudos. What’s your speciality if that’s an appropriate question to ask? Oh, you know, I’m embarrassed to say I’m kind of afraid of doctors. I only see them when I think I might be dying. So I don’t have a doctor, and when I see one over here in Paris, it’s always just once for a specific fix. I think if I saw a doctor and they had a copy of Agota Kristof’s ‘The Book of Lies’ trilogy on their shelf, I would completely and totally trust them. Do you trust doctors more when they have excellent cultural tastes? What’s going on with you? Please tell me more if you want. ** Caesar, Hi, Caesar. I’m happy to see you. I know it’s a different situation, but everyone I know in the US survived the Trump presidency and seems to be surviving the enormously scary prospect that he could possibly return while continuing to make their art and have fun. Seemingly. It’s awful, your guy, what he’s trying to do. I should do a Marianne Faithfull post, you’re right. Strange that I haven’t. I’ll get on that. Tomorrow you turn 23! It’s early, but I wish you happiest, least stressful, most creative birthday that could possibly be composed by what the earth has to offer! Do you have plans that could make my wish for you come true? Hugs and kisses from way over here and me to you! ** Audrey, Hi, Audrey. She’s a curious figure for sure. No, the buches are one-time only things, they never repeat. Although some patisserie in Paris could steal that chef’s idea next year and really should. Actually, most people I trust, including you, weren’t very into ‘May December’. The Fireflies Press Decedent Editions is what I’ll look for. As I told Steve, there are Fireflies books on sale at the big photography museum just down the road from me, so maybe they’ll have the Decedent ones. I’m not sure how interesting this book would be if you don’t know Hollis Frampton’s films, but he’s one of my two favorite filmmakers (along w/ Bresson), and I’m reading a great book about his films called ‘Hollis Frampton: Navigating the Infinite Cinema’. Frampton’s a genius, so maybe it would be interesting in any case, but I don’t know. Deleuze’s writings on film are amazing. ‘Cinema 1: The Movement-Image’ is a good place to start. Congrats on getting to ‘Gravity’s Rainbow’s’ finish line. I haven’t really read or seen anything in the last couple of weeks that blew me away. There’s a retrospective of Alice Rohrwacher’s films at the Pompidou, and I want to see some of them. Love, Dennis. ** Right. Please help usher Mr. Coburn’s book into the world and hopefully into you until I see you next aka tomorrow.

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