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Derek Jarman Day

 

‘By the time of his death from AIDS related complications in February 1994, Derek Jarman had amassed a reputation as one of Britain’s most controversial filmmakers. Indeed, only Michael Powell, Ken Russell and Jarman’s more direct contemporary, Peter Greenaway, demonstrate a similar proclivity towards taboo-breaking, provocation and sheer bad taste. However, Jarman also belongs alongside these names as one of the truly distinctive, original and even idiosyncratic talents in British film. His debut, Sebastiane (1976), was shot in Latin, he was nominated for the 1986 Turner Prize “in recognition of the outstanding visual qualities of his films”, yet his final film, Blue (1993), contained no images at all.

‘Critically problematic to a fault, to many he remains a marginal figure whose highly personal body of work is too experimental to be considered mainstream; yet his work is also ironically viewed as being too artistically conservative and conventional to be wholly accepted by the avant-garde. To his admirers, however, Jarman was at the centre of what Peter Wollen called “the Last New Wave”, Britain’s belated answer to the great Modernist movements in post-war Continental art cinema. For others still, Jarman has a significance that goes beyond his contributions to his own national cinema. One of the fathers of international “New Queer Cinema”, Jarman’s sexuality had always been a significant part of his work, but after his diagnosis as HIV it became its “principal, determining factor”.

‘Jarman saw himself as a queer artist following in the footsteps of Jean Cocteau and Pier Paolo Pasolini, and like his forebears, was an inveterate polymath – a notable painter, set-designer, writer, gardener and political activist – who nevertheless remains best remembered for his films. Jarman was, however, a Renaissance man in more than one sense. Indeed, five of his eleven feature films centre around the “interface between the Renaissance and the present”, an historical space that Jarman made his own, and which is essential to one’s understanding of his work. It is in his fascinating, often original and at times controversial engagement with the past – the art, literature and cultural heritage of Britain and Europe – that Jarman proved himself to be the true successor to Pasolini. Indeed, Jarman felt a kinship with the Italian director not only as a fellow queer filmmaker, but also as another critically problematic director who had gained an unshakable, though partly undeserved, reputation for controversy, despite being largely drawn to “traditional” material. Indeed, as Jarman himself noted of his own work, “Shakespeare, the Sonnets, Caravaggio, [Benjamin] Britten’s [War] Requiem, what more traditional subject matter could a film-maker take on? And yet I’m still seen by some as a menace.”

‘This tension between radicalism and tradition stems from Jarman’s upbringing, a period Jarman stresses is “crucial to understanding the nature of his films”. Michael Derek Elworthy Jarman was born on the 31st of January 1942 in Northwood, Middlesex, where his father, Lance Jarman, an RAF bomber pilot, was stationed. His mother, Elizabeth, was a warm, supportive and artistic woman with whom Jarman certainly identified more strongly than his father, who, by Jarman’s own admission, created his “aversion to all authority”. However, their relationship nevertheless remained complex and Jarman’s attempts to reconcile himself to his father and gain his approval carried over into his work, a fact emphasised by the eroticism, as well as horror, associated with men in uniform in so many of Jarman’s films. However, Lance Jarman also certainly instilled in his son the belief in tradition that would be as much a part of Jarman’s art and personality as his proclivity towards provocation, and Jarman understood that “without men like my father the war would never have been won”.Furthermore, Jarman’s father was an enthusiastic amateur filmmaker, whose colour home movie footage of young Derek, his sister and his mother plays such a crucial part in The Last of England (1987). Indeed, by 1987, when the film was being made, Jarman, who was righteously angered by the homophobia and authoritarianism of eight years of the Thatcher government, and who had recently learned of his own HIV positive status, began to empathise with his father, who “stared at disbelief at the society he had helped to save”.

‘A gifted painter, Jarman was accepted to the Slade School of Art in 1960. However, his father was skeptical about this path and agreed to support his son at the Slade only if he first earned a “proper” qualification. Respecting his father’s wish, Jarman went up to King’s College, London, to read English, History and History of Art. This eclectic course of study facilitated Jarman’s development as a serious artist and gave him “a range of cultural and historical reference which is apparent in all his films”.  Indeed, it was during this first degree that Jarman would develop his love and understanding of Renaissance history, art and literature. Studious and seemingly chaste, Jarman was still uncomfortable with his sexuality and began to “read between the lines of history” searching for forebears to validate his existence. He did however, find “some heavyweight soulmates”, not least Caravaggio, Shakespeare and Marlowe.

‘Upon graduation from King’s in 1963, Jarman took up his place at the Slade. Arriving at a time of great liberation, it was here that he truly came to terms with his sexuality and allowed it to inform his art. In addition to studying painting and theatre design, Jarman also enrolled on a course taught by Thorald Dickinson which enabled him to see the work of great European filmmakers including Sergei Eisenstein, Jean Cocteau, Federico Fellini and Pasolini, amongst many others, as well as screenings of American avant-garde films by the likes of Maya Deren, Kenneth Anger and Andy Warhol. Cinematically speaking, Jarman’s own work falls between these two categories, producing examples of European-style art cinema, such as Caravaggio (1986), and more radical, avant-garde work such as Blue, as well as films such as The Garden (1990), which combine elements of both in “an eclectic, hybrid manner”.’ — Brian Hoyle

 

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Further

Derek Jarman @ IMDb
Video: Saintmaking: the canonisation of Derek Jarman by queer ‘nuns’
DEREK JARMAN: A SAINT IN THE GARDEN
Derek Jarman @ MUBI
Book: ‘Modern Nature: The Journals of Derek Jarman’
Derek Jarman Profile @ Senses of Cinema
Director Derek Jarman remembered, 40 years after his controversial debut
Six definitive films: A beginner’s guide to Derek Jarman
Derek Jarman: Artist, Activist, Gardener, Writer, ‘Cock Sucking, Straight Acting Lesbian Man’
REMEMBERING ICONIC FILMMAKER AND LGBTQ ACTIVIST DEREK JARMAN 25 YEARS AFTER HIS DEATH
Growing Through Grief: Derek Jarman on Gardening
Derek Jarman by Michael Charlesworth
Time-travelling Derek Jarman is a beacon for the humanities
Adrian Searle on Derek Jarman
Why Derek Jarman’s life was even more influential than his films
Basking in Derek Jarman’s Private Utopia
Derek Jarman: the enfant terrible whose brilliance unnerved the establishment
The Derek Jarman Lab @ Instagram
The Much Missed Radicalism of Derek Jarman
Why Derek Jarman matters
The Legacy of Derek Jarman
Into the Blue: Transposing the Frame in Derek Jarman’s ‘Blue’
Derek Jarman’s apocalyptic visions of England are as relevant as ever

 

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Select Music Videos


Marianne Faithfull – Broken English (1979)


Throbbing Gristle – Psychic Rally in Heaven (1980 – 1981)

Wang Chung – Dance Hall Days (1983)


Psychic TV – Catalan (1984)


Bryan Ferry – Windswept (1985)


The Smiths – The Queen Is Dead (1986)


Pet Shop Boys – It’s A Sin (1987)


The Mighty Lemon Drops – Out Of Hand (1987)


Suede – The Next Life (1993)


Coil – Egyptian Basses (1993)

 

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Interview
by Akiko Hada & Rieko Fujii

 

WORD ASSOCIATIONS

Chaos: Chaos… (laughs)… most of my friends.

Energy: I am certainly lacking it (laughs) .

Death: I think about it every day, particularly at the moment. That what happens… well, it doen’t really associate with anything in particular. Certainly my friends’ death. I think about it an awful lot, I mean, we are living at the end of the world.

[The telephone rings. It’s Jordan. She’ll ring back in three quarters of an hour.]

Flower: Camellias… They’ve got bright green leaves, and they are red and pink and sometimes white. They come out at the wrong time of the year, almost in winter, and they look as if they should be tropical. They are a most tropical looking flower you get around here. When you see them in the spring here… such a surprise, they don’t look as if they should be here. They’re wonderful.

Kinship/Family: Oh, definitely my mum, and my grandmother. I don’t really like families, I find them rather terrifying. So, fear. Yes… (laughs).

Fog: There isn’t any left in England. We don’t have fogs like we used to have. We used to have wonderful fogs in London. I mean, people die in them, they are so strong (laughs.) Probably you can see them in a room, you can look across the room and actually see the fog in the room. When they stopped burning coal, fogs really stopped as well. Los Angeles… it’s another thing which reminds me of.

Volcano: Kenneth Anger. He put volcanoes all over his new film. They are wonderful, they are all over the film.

PASSION, FILM, PAINTING

What is your passion in life?

Oh, I don’t know. I think it alters. When I was a kid, I was passionate about flowers, butterflies – I used to collect butterflies – and paintings. And when I grew up a bit, I became passionate about music at that period, and theatre. And then I changed again. I’m not so passionate any longer, I am too old for passion (laughs). The Romans used to think passion as a madness. I’m not passionate any longer, am I, James?

[His friend and producer James Mackay is sitting on his bed, reading a magazine.]

James: Films?

Film… Am I passionate about films? When I see the old movies I made 10 years ago, it’s fascinating to see my friends 10 years before. I think the older the film is, the more fascinating it gets. The first photographs are really fascinating, and the first films are really wonderful to watch. I think a film gets more and more extraordinary when it gets older, and having been doing it for 10 years, some of the things I have done are old and have that feeling, for me anyway.

Do you like 30’s Expressionist films?

Yes, very much so. [Dr. Caligari?] Yes. Also, some Japanese films of that time as well. Mizoguchi’s wonderful films… I love his films, those are my favourite films.

I feel your films are not a kind of a media for giving some concrete message through them, but more for creating an interesting imagery. Do you agree with that?

Very much so, because I was a painter, I came to film from being a painter. I’ve never worked in the film industry as such, I’ve never worked in television. What I am looking at is always important in my films. I have also worked as a designer, of course, I worked for Ken Russell as a designer, so that influenced me as well. I suspect my weakest spot is having to write my own script as well. But they [the films] are all visual, that’s what interests me.

What is the reason why you work on both feature films and experimental films?

It is really one grown out of the other. I started as a painter, as I said, and I rented a super 8 camera from my friend, and I went and took a lot of super 8 films. As the time I was still designing for Ken Russell, and still painting, and slowly films took over. And I’ve never stopped making my own super 8 movies, but after doing that for 5 years, it is also exciting to make a feature film. And a situation occurred where it was possible to make Sebastiane in 1975. We made it with very little money, a friend of mine got a loan against his house, and we went away and made that film. In fact, all my roots are painting and home movie making, the underground area of film making, on the whole, rather than the commercial cinema.

What is the difference, in terms of your ambition, between feature films like Sebastiane and Jubilee, and those experimental films such as In the Shadow of the Sun?

That was a very private film in a way, because I was working with friends, it was just made for my friends. We never expected that film to go further than my studio, maybe shown to friends or Co-op [London Film-Makers’ Co-op] or something like that. All those films in those days were really made in our own cinema, a group of people who were living in studios, we all lived in a close proximities to each other, so we were making a sort of bigger home movies. That’s what those films are, and I actually rather like them. They are very private films compared to the feature films.

What kind of paintings did you used to do?

[Pointing to a painting on the wall] That’s the last one I did, those little ones there with a star in it, there in a black picture. It’s a sort of landscape, but it is difficult to ascertain that, it’s a sort of apocalypse picture, rather like John Martin’s, a 19th century painter. I started painting landscape, and these became very abstract. In fact, for a long time I was doing rather big abstract pictures, sort of influenced by American painting, then I stopped, but I still work on these.

Do you still paint then?

I do a little bit, every now and again. They start off like that there, and I do a bit each day, but they are like drawings rather than paintings, they are very simple. I don’t do any big pictures, I don’t have any room. I need to work in this room, it’s not just big enough for paintings. it’s only 15 square feet at most [he must have meant 15 x 15 feet], I think. So I have to move my desk to paint, that’s why they are so small.

Talking of painting, when and how did you get interested in Caravaggio?

It was suggested by a man who commissioned this film, called Jackson. It wasn’t an idea that I had myself. He came up to me at a gallery opening about four years ago, before I did The Tempest, and asked me whether I was interested in writing a script, and he sat me down to write a script for three months. I’ve left it for a while as I worked on The Tempest, and then re-written it again in the last month or two. We’ve set up an office and I hope we’ll start filming at the end of this summer. But like all these things, you just never know. Because of the situation here in London, to actually get organised… [is] very hard.

OTHER DIRECTORS’ FILMS

I heard you had trouble with David Bowie [in regards to the Neutron project.]

No trouble with David Bowie whatsoever. David Bowie was going to do it, but in the end we couldn’t get the money together fast enough, so he had to find something else, which was Elephant Man. Then he started Elephant Man and he was working really hard, he was so exhausted by it, so he said to me, “I don’t think I can do it next January”. That’s when we could probably have done it. In the mean time, I was having problems, which I think he sensed, with the company that commissioned it, they were having problems, so we decided to call it off. But I’m certain that I will work with David Bowie one day. I think he wants to work with me, and I certainly want to work with him, just this time it was not quite right.

What do you think of his films?

I quite liked The Man Who Fell to the Earth, I thought he was quite good in that. I liked that film. I didn’t see the other one [Just a Gigolo], I heard the other one was terrible. Everyone said it was terrible, so I decided I didn’t want to see it. I never go to see films because of the actor, and I only go and see one if people said it was a good film. Everyone said this one was terrible, and I believed them this time. Sometimes I don’t believe them, but I believed them about this film.

Any recent films you’ve seen and liked?

I saw Tarkovsky’s Stalker, I thought that was wonderful, a lovely film. It looks so wonderful at the beginning, all that landscape. I went to the Berlin Film Festival, but I didn’t see many films I really liked. Most of them that I like are things like super 8 films from New York, Caroline Key and people like that, Scott B and Bess B, more or less underground – I don’t know if that’s still the right word for it. Honestly, I preferred that sort of cinema while I was in Berlin, though I went to see one or two commercial films.

I can tell you films I hated, that’s very easy. I hated Elephant Man, I thought it was absolutely awful, unbearable. I can give you the reasons which are specific. I think it was [?? – illegible] the way the English life was set up; it was very conventional, made like a television documentary; had a certain style of acting that I didn’t like. I thought the only nice thing about it was the photography, which was beautiful, wonderful, but everything else was absolutely haywire.

I hated Long Good Friday, it was so boring I nearly went to sleep in it. In fact, there is a whole area of English cinema which are so terrible. Alan Parker is another one. Fame and that dreadful film called Midnight Express, which is so nasty because that man had his head beaten up, and all the audience were cheering for it. That is the English yawn cinema. I call that a “yawn between two long adverts”.

But there are English directors who are interesting. People like Chris Petit who made Radio On, Ron Peck who made Nighthawks, and there are others as well. There are underground film makers, there is a young super 8 film maker called John Maybury who has made a film recently, which is absolutely wonderful, and he’s going to show it at the ICA this summer.

Have you seen any of Julien Temple’s films?

Great Rock & Roll Swindle? I liked that, I thought it was fun, light-hearted and funny, like the English Carry On films of the 1950’s.

Yes, I think Julien likes those films.

Absolutely, so do I. Julien Temple is another one who could probably produce very interesting films. Jim Sharman, though he’s Australian, I don’t know. We will see. I don’t like The Rocky Horror Picture Show, but there is a new one so we’ll see what it’s like.

Did you like the Rocky Horror stage show?

I didn’t like the film at all, the stage version is much more interesting. Somehow the film did not work in England, no one liked it in England, it only lasted for a week. It’s only been successful in America.

What kind of reactions do your films get abroad?

I don’t know. In Germany very favourably, they get very good reactions in Germany. Different films differently. For example, Sebastiane did very well in Italy. None of them did particularly well in America. It’s very difficult to break into the American market, although none of them yet has done disasterously. Considering the budgets, which are all very small, all of the films made profits, which is excellent. I don’t know about Japan, I don’t know if any of them even got there. I don’t think so. The Tempest did very well in Australia, and now Jubilee is also released in Australia. I think Jubilee was before its time, because now it seems people are interested in that film again, it seems to be coming back. I don’t know, every country is different. I think the films are most consistently liked in Germany, of all the coutries.

Are you usually aware of what other directors are doing?

I don’t know a huge amount about films, I know a lot about paintings. I am brought up as a painter, I have never consistently studied film, I have never been to film school or anything. I think one is aware of other film makers, one is in contact with a lot of people who see films. I do see films, there are hundreds of things one misses. But, for example, going to the Berlin Film Festival for ten days, you see 2 films a day or 3 a day, so you do see a lot of films in places like that, very often the sort of films that I really liked, particularly ones from abroad. I am not very keen on English film-makers. But you can understand it: if one is working in a particular country, one would have to be very critical about the sort of films that are being made around them. I like the German cinema very much. I like Werner Herzog’s films, not all of them but I like The Heart of Glass very much. I like Japanese films. Like most people, I seem to like films that come from abroad.

I tell you the one film that I was disappointed by, though – Kurosawa’s last film, Kagemusha. Everyone thought it was absolutely wonderful, but I thought it was terrible. I found it unbelievably boring. It had none of the finess of real Japanese cinema, it seemed to be terribly infected by the sort of Western music that I always loved, but I just found it warring. I suppose Japan is like that, Western music is played everywhere. But I found it odd because the film was set back in the past. If it was a film about modern Japan, it wouldn’t matter. But it did seem to me that it was muddled, for me it was.

What was that wonderful film, I always forget. There is a wonderful film about a boy who has been painted with in a temple, a singer who is painted with signs and the demon tears his ears off, and he goes off to the graveyard and there is a princess…. That film [Kwaidan] is absolutely wonderful.

PRODUCTION

What degree of power do you have in the production of the films?

What sort of power? Control of the subject, or…

Do you have an absolute power?

Of course not. The whole thing about film making is so enormous that I don’t know how you interpret power, it’s a very broad question. I think I’ve always [used] my own material, or adapted Shakespeare, for a start. I have always made the decision what I was going to make. I haven’t made anything that I didn’t personally want to make. I don’t know if that’s power or not.

When it comes to actually making a film, they are made on a fairly communal basis, everyone suggests ideas and things, and I don’t work in a way a normal commercial film director does, because we don’t have the resources. When you’re making a film with very little money, you don’t have that sort of power. When you’ve got millions of dollars, then you can say “paint that house red!”, “I want that river to go blue!” and so on. Working with small budgets, you have to improvise all the time.

Do you get much influence from people you work with?

Yes I do. I work with people I know, people I have known for a long time. They are people I know quite well outside of the film, and whom I listen to normally, so one is listened to when one is making a film.

Obviously, if we are going to get the film together, the last decision is going to be mine, but you can see, it’s sort of reciprocal. I’ve been working with highly intelligent and articulate actors, for instance in The Tempest, Heathcote Williams who knows much more about Shakespeare than I do. So if Heathcote says in the morning, “I think this line should be put it back again” or “we should cut it out”, I will listen. That’s how we work. I don’t work in the dictatorial manner, I don’t think. But I have a very firm idea what I want to do before I go filming, and this is a question of setting up. You see, if you get all the right people in the beginning, you never have to ask anyone to do anything they don’t want to do, because you have worked out what people would want to do in any case. That’s where the art is, finding the right people before you start, and when you start, everyone does just whatever they want do do more or less. That’s how it’s worked.

What relationships do you have with your actors?

They are all different, obviously. Some are friends and some are friends’ friends. There are very few people who don’t come out of my circle of friends. Nearly every one of them knows someone else on the film, or someone on one of the other films. Although they are not all great friends of mine, maybe, and I don’t see them often, they are all people whom I’m likely to bump into in the course of ordinary life. I probably see Jordan once every month, or somewhere or other I go and say hello to her. I’ve kept in contact with most of them, not all of them. Just like life, some of them go away completely. But they are all people whom I know or they know friends of mine.

SPIRITUALITY, RELIGION, ETC.

Have you had any spiritual experience?

It’s very difficult to know about it, isn’t it? Have I seen ghosts and have I seen angels? I don’t think I have.

Any memories of funny, strange or shocking experience?

I have hundreds of funny, strange or shocking experiences. I have hundreds of them, I don’t know where to begin. Talking about religious experiences, I have got a very strange experience which, I don’t know if it will mean very much to you because obviously you come from a very different culture, but ancient Greece is the root of Western culture, and in Delphi, which is sacred to Apollo, where the sacred well was that used to speak prophecies, and it still exists. I was hitch-hiking through Greece when I was much younger, I was hitch-hiking down to Delphi to see the famous bronze of Charioteer. It was a group of three of us, and we got in very late at night. The lorry which took us stopped before we got to the village, and we had to walk to it at night. There was this waterfall, and it was very hot, obviously in the middle of summer in Greece, and we decided to sleep out by this waterfall. And when we woke up very early int he morning, because the sun came up at four thirty in the morning, we found a sort of ravine where water came out of a cave, and there was a big stone and we cooked our breakfast on this stone and washed all our clothes in it. Then a little later, at about six o’clock, several people arrived, looked at us very strangely and disappeared, and about twenty minutes later, about 100 policemen in 4 police vans arrived. I’ve never seen so many policemen in so few vans, just hundreds of them everywhere, arrived and arrested us. It turned out that we had washed our clothes in the sacred well of Apollo, the well that gave you prophecies, and we cooked our breakfast on the altar. We didn’t know that we’d done it, it was completely innocent, but obviously, it was one of the most awful things you could possibly do. Afterwards I thought it was rather wonderful, it was almost a religious experience. There you are. It is the answer to both of your questions – it was religious experience and a funny story . And we never saw a thing in Delphi, we were thrown out of the town, they wouldn’t let us back in. They took us out and said, go away.

What does religion mean to you?

I have no organised religion whatsoever. I was bought up in the Church of England, and there was nothing I could learn from the Church. I have a totally secular view of life. I mean, in a way, I believe in this fatalism but it is nothing to do with organised religion. If I got my hands on England, I’d make them all read “Tempest” instead of the Bible. I think they would learn more.

Are you interested in the religions of the East?

I have been, but not deeply. There was a huge fashion in England about 10 or 15 years ago. As a young student I almost reacted against that, because I was slightly younger, you can imagine the situation. I am much more interested in the Art of the East. One of the great influences of my life was a man who had deeply known about the Japanese art, who’d been to Japan. He had always told me the stories of things that happened to him in Japan, and he had a Japanese tea bowl. I’ve still got one of his Japanese tea bowls, up there. It’s a rather nice one, I love it. It’s not a very old one, apparently it’s 19th century, but it’s beautiful, isn’t it? I think it is. Perhaps it’s very ordinary to you. I think it’s wonderful. It is used, I’m afraid it’s used for very English tea instead.

 

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19 of Derek Jarman’s 24 films

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A Journey to Avebury (1971)
A Journey to Avebury is a short experimental Super 8 film made by Jarman in 1971, in a period when he was just beginning to transition to film as his preferred medium. It charts a walking journey he made through the Wiltshire landscape to the Neolithic stones at Avebury.’ — Tibor Nagy


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Garden of Luxor (1972)
‘A silent avant-garde experience created by Derek Jarman, filled with superimposed images forming a whole picture. His palette consists mostly of reddish random images of Egypt and the pyramids; a strange garden destroyed from time to time by a man with a whip; a young peaceful man relaxing on the floor; other smoking and eating insects. This is Jarman’s view of the Garden of Luxor and its mysteries.’ — IMDb


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Stolen Apples for Karen Blixen (1973)
‘Begins with a portrait of Karen Blixen taken from a photograph which is then superimposed with images of Gerald Incandela in a cloak collecting apples dropped from a tree and holding them up in tribute to her.’ — MUBI


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Art of Mirrors (1973)
The Art of Mirrors is an abstract film made in 1973 by director, Derek Jarman. The film, shot in super 8 features figures moving in the foreground and background of an empty space holding mirrors which occasionally flash in the lens of the camera. The images portrayed in the film are reminiscent of Jarman’s Abstract Landscape paintings of the same period. In his diary Jarman wrote of this film, ‘this is only something that could only be done on a Super 8 camera, with it’s built in meters and effects.’ The film’s title was reworked in the script for ‘Dr Dee The Art Of Mirrors and The Summoning Of Angels’ in 1975.’ — Letterboxd


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Sebastiane (1976)
‘Derek Jarman’s 1976 film Sebastiane is a loose retelling of the story of the martyrdom of St. Sebastian. The martyr’s tale is recontextualised from its Christian origins into an unapologetic representation of queer male desire and a commentary on the nature of reception. Jarman is certainly playing ‘fast and loose with history’ here but to dismiss the film because of this is to entirely miss the point. He is not disregarding history with this film in order to create a purely fictional story of queerness with a historical veneer superficially painted over it. He in fact shows a great interest in the historical process, interrogating how history is used and constructed by the present. In this film we see a pure expression of queer individuals striving to find a place for themselves within the past, negotiating the lines between heritage, history, and reception. This results in a highly unique work to which we should direct greater attention.’ — Alex Grindley


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Jubilee (1977)
‘When Queen Elizabeth I asks her court alchemist to show her England in the future, she’s transported 400 years to a post-apocalyptic wasteland of roving girl gangs, an all-powerful media mogul, fascistic police, scattered filth, and twisted sex. With Jubilee, legendary British filmmaker Derek Jarman channeled political dissent and artistic daring into a revolutionary blend of history and fantasy, musical and cinematic experimentation, satire and anger, fashion and philosophy. With its uninhibited punk petulance and sloganeering, Jubilee brings together many cultural and musical icons of the time, including Jordan, Toyah Willcox, Little Nell, Wayne County, Adam Ant, and Brian Eno (with his first original film score), to create a genuinely unique, unforgettable vision. Ahead of its time and often frighteningly accurate in its predictions, it is a fascinating historical document and a gorgeous work of film art.’ — The Criterion Collection


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Jubilee by Derek Jarman reduced to 1 minute

 

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The Tempest (1979)
‘Shot on 16mm on a characteristically tiny budget, Derek Jarman’s third feature was just as playfully wayward as Sebastiane (co-d. Paul Humfress, 1976) and Jubilee (1978), with which it has rather more in common than any conventional adaptation of a Shakespeare play. There is copious nudity (mostly male, but also the distressingly unforgettable sight of Caliban’s mother Sycorax breastfeeding her son), unconventional casting (Toyah Willcox’s Miranda hardly suggests innocent purity) and setting (a crumbling mansion as opposed to an island), and an approach to the text that clearly regards it as a springboard rather than a sacrament.

‘Yet the result is one of the most imaginative of all Shakespeare films, and comes far closer to capturing the play’s sense of magic than the lacklustre BBC Television Shakespeare production that was broadcast only a few months after its release. It was a long-term labour of love for Jarman – he’d been obsessed with the play since his schooldays, and had made a serious attempt at getting the film produced in 1974, when his lack of experience counted against him.’ — Michael Brooke


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In the Shadow of the Sun (1981)
‘Derek Jarman’s In the Shadow of the Sun is part home movie, part fever dream; a fantasy and a reverie and a technicolour nightmare, made more surreal, menacing, and beautiful with an electronic soundtrack by Throbbing Gristle.’ — forestpunk


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Imagining October (1984)
‘Produced for the 1984 London Film Festival, Derek Jarman’s Imagining October is a dreamlike meditation on art and politics in the final years of the Cold War.’ — MUBI


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The Angelic Conversation (1985)
‘”My most austere work, but also the closest to my heart.” So Derek Jarman described THE ANGELIC CONVERSATION, his lyrical celebration of gay love set within the context of a series of Shakespeare’s sonnets. Ethereal Super-8 images slowed to a magical, meditative pace follow the love affair between two men, as Dame Judi Dench provides a soothing presence with her narration of fourteen sonnets. The disruption of the narrative with images of barren and threatening landscapes echoes perfectly the exaltation and torment explored in the works. Polished off with dreamlike music by Coil, Jarman’s most cherished film is an intoxicating portrait of love.’ –Zeitgeist Films


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Caravaggio (1986)
‘Derek Jarman struggled for seven years to bring his portrait of the great Renaissance painter Michelangelo Caravaggio to the screen, producing a critically acclaimed masterwork and powerful meditation on sexuality, criminality and art. Told in flashback as the artist (Nigel Terry – Troy) lies dying in poverty, the film brilliantly recreates the look and colour of Caravaggio’s original paintings while exploring the homoerotic subtext of his work. Speculating on the artist’s relationship with his model Ranuccio (Sean Bean – Lord of the Rings), the film explores a vicious love triangle also involving the model’s wife, played brilliantly by Tilda Swinton (Orlando, Michael Clayton) Jarman’s muse and collaborator throughout several films, this was Swinton’s first feature role. With luscious production design it was the first major film production for award-winning costume designer Sandy Powell (The Aviator, Shakespeare in Love) the dazzling Caravaggio is arguably the most accessible of Jarman’s films.’ — Umbrella


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Pirate Tape (1987)
‘For fans of the film Decoder, here is a shared cinematic universe of Derek Jarman’s 1983 Super-8mm collaborative short, Pirate Tape. Re-coded at the corrected speed, it stars William S. Burroughs & FM Einheit with sound by Psychic TV, who at that time featured: Genesis Breyer P-Orridge, Peter Christopherson (Sleazy of COIL), Geoffrey Nigel Laurence Rushton (Jhonn Balance of COIL), Alex Fergusson (of Alternative TV), John Gosling (of Zos Kia), and Paula P-Orridge.’ — Romain Frequency


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The Last of England (1987)
The Last of England is not a conventional film by any means, but it does feature many of Jarman’s typical hues. From his earliest film experiments, the director had been using Super 8 to realign visual perception, going so far as to shoot at literally a handful of frames per second only. He had already began to push the medium in longer works, such as In The Shadow of The Sun (1984), and the previous year’s The Angelic Conversation (1987), but this is the first instance of the feature-length film being fully realised in this beautifully grainy medium (before being transferred to video, aptly creating further degradation).

‘Within its disintegrating frames, Jarman unleashes his anger at the state of Thatcherite Britain; a violent, grey place verging on the totalitarian and the decrepit. The film takes its name from Ford Maddox Brown’s painting of 1855, and shares its themes of escape and the changing of place, but in the most poetic and impressionistic of senses. Whereas the characters of Brown’s painting are saying goodbye to the white cliffs of Dover, Jarman is saying goodbye in an emotional way; he’s stuck in the place physically but is witnessing a higher establishment dismantle the world around him. If Jarman were to recreate Brown’s painting, the cliffs would be crumbling.’ — Adam Scovell

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War Requiem (1989)
‘Derek Jarman creates a visual evocation of Benjamin Britten’s choral masterpiece, The War Requiem, which blends the Latin Mass of the Dead with the poignant poetry of Wilfred Owen. Dramatised scenes featuring spellbinding performances from an extraordinary cast are interwoven with cinematic, poetic images and harrowing archive footage, which all serve to recreate the horrors of 20th century wars – the loss of innocence, the unbearable suffering, the nightmares, the tragic waste of life. Critically acclaimed on its release, Derek Jarman’s War Requiem is perhaps the visionary director’s greatest film. As a testament to the futility of war it is a unique, poignant and haunting experience.’ — Hibrow


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The Garden (1990)
‘In his film The Garden (1990) Derek explored what it meant to be gay in the 20th century, against the political backdrop of Section 28 and the HIV crisis. Filmed on location in Dungeness against the backdrop of Prospect Cottage and the nuclear power station. Filmed on Super 8, laid down on to tape and then 35mm film. Shifting from the personal to the political these excerpts from the film show Jarman working in his garden.’ — Garden Museum


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Edward II (1991)
‘One of final masterpieces from director Derek Jarman, the iconic New Queer Cinema classic Edward II offers a radical, postmodern take on Christopher Marlowe’s Elizabethan tragedy. Newly crowned, the youthful King Edward II (Steven Waddington) sets the stage for palace revolt when he takes the ambitious Piers Gaveston (Andrew Tiernan) as his lover. Neglecting both his wife, Isabella (Tilda Swinton), and his royal responsibilities, Edward heaps titles and honors on Gaveston, while indulging in a life of ease and pleasure. Distraught with jealousy, Isabella conspires with her husband’s powerful enemies to depose the king and have her vengeance.’ — Film Movement


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Wittgenstein (1993)
‘A bold, offbeat biography of the great Viennese philosopher, Ludwig Wittgenstein, personalised in Derek Jarman’s unique style to address the politics and sexuality of the troubled intellectual.’ — MUBI


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Blue (1993)
‘Against a plain, unchanging blue screen, a densely interwoven soundtrack of voices, sound effects and music attempt to convey a portrait of Derek Jarman’s experiences with AIDS, both literally and allegorically, together with an exploration of the meanings associated with the colour blue.’ — Noah


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Glitterbug (1994)
‘An hour-long companion piece to Blue, Glitterbug is a collage of Derek Jarman’s Super 8 videos, assembled posthumously by his close friends as a tribute to the late artist.’ — MUBI


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p.s. Hey. ** David, Hi. Early 90s: lo-fi indie rock, rave culture, writing my novel ‘Try’, queer punk, … It was nice, better than nice even, but I never long for the past. Nostalgia doesn’t agree with me for some reason. I’m a forward momentum kind of guy. What awards show? I like awards shows, I don’t know why. Award shows and disaster movies, big guilty pleasures. I keep feeling better, thank you. Still pretty imperfect internally, but righter every day. Have a weekend full of joy and all of that good stuff. ** Misanthrope, How was Cornstalkers? Tell me, tell me! Bon weekend away from the work load, buddy. ** Dominik, Hi!!! Glad you dug it, of course. Skelley to the rescue. Yes, I have a sniffle and still a bit of internal clog/haze, but I’m living like I don’t. If I was in university I would maybe write my dissertation about depressing Russian twink porn of the early 00’s. It was so unique. I’d love to locate and interview the people who made it and find out whether it was intentionally depressing and disturbing or if they didn’t realise it was or just didn’t care if the models seemed so desperate and miserable. But alas. Love rewiring everyone’s brain until they have zero interest in what Kanye West does or thinks or feels, G. ** Your Nightmare, Mine or everybody’s? ** Cunt Fucker, Oh, no, you played the ‘you’ll never equal Bresson’ card! ** FuckYou., Okay, now you’re just boring. ** Jack Skelley, Hi, Jack! Thank you ever so much, sir and pal. Brendan’s opening is tonight! Or today! As is our book club. What a day! Everyone, If you’re in the LA environs, amazing artist and blog d.l. Brendan Lott has a show of his photographs opening today with a catalogue that includes an essay by yesterday’s guest host with the most Jack Skelley. Go if you can! Here’s the scoop, courtesy of Jack: ‘Artist Brendan Lott’s new show at Walter Maciel Gallery here in L.A. opens Sat. Nov.6. Here’s the gallery website. Brendan published a gorgeous book to accompany his stunner photos and kindly asked me to write an essay. Brendan’s book is here. See you a little later! ** _Black_Acrylic, Hi, Ben. Oh, Guy Fawkes, right. So the fireworks tradition is people imagining they’re him and that the air is the House of Lords? Is that the idea? ** David Ehrenstein, I’m so very sorry for your loss, David. A close friend of mine died unexpectedly recently, and I know how very hard that feels. Hugs. ** alex beaumais, Hi, alex! Welcome! I’m very happy to have facilitated Mr. Skelley’s getting you in the door. I never watch TV, it’s weird. Thanks for wanting to watch PGL, and I hope you like it. How are you generally or specifically? What’s going on? Have a terrific weekend. ** politekid, Hey, O. Yeah, I don’t know what was up with the trolls. It’s weird to get attacked out of the blue with no known impetus, although I guess the post somehow triggered it? I don’t know. Thanks for having my back, my friend. How are you? What’s your latest? ** Steve Erickson, Gisele leant me a little money, so I’ll be good, I think. Thank you. Curious about that new track, obviously. Yeah, that was confusing: the Schwab thing. Makes you wonder. Have a fine weekend, sir. ** Okay. It was odd to realise that I’d never made a Derek Jarman post before, but, as soon as I realised that, I made one, and now everything is hunky dory. Enjoy yourselves with it and otherwise. See you on Monday.

Jack Skelley presents … Please welcome to the world … Karina Bush Fourth Industrial Revolution Slut

 

Karina Bush’s Fourth Industrial Revolution Slut (Password: Davos) is a She-Ra agency of urgency for Pandemic daze. A poet and media artist (out of Belfast, based in Italy), Bush debauches episodic travel narrative. In FIRSLUT, an anarcho-sexpot employs maximized tits, Gucci regalia and Sex Magick ritual to snag – by any means necessary – a Covid passport in picaresque pursuit up and down the Italian peninsula. Her targets? Mythically decrepit patriarchy-malarkey leaders of the One Percent: Silvio Berlusconi, Klaus Schwab, George Clooney.

Who will she gun for next? Will Berlusconi’s kidnapped poodle Dudu lose a paw?

Bush conceives a hyper or augmented reality for a post-truth world, gamifying and eros-ing “new narrative” into dissociation. And into mytho/persona blur: Since the narrator is also “Karina,” the question is begged: Is this “auto-fiction”? (Is anything?) Who is “I”? Bush tells me: “I cranked up many personality traits: extreme determination, vanity, sexual manipulation. I satirized myself and the situation. My editor said the story read like a nervous breakdown and he might be onto something. Feeling cornered by powerful people brought her out. She’s a working-class hero to me. My Übermensch.”

 

 

 

FOURTH INDUSTRIAL REVOUTION SLUT

EXCERPT – MISSION 1: SILVIO BERLUSCONI

… “Nice tits,” he says.
“Thank you, they’re natural.”
“I want the penis shot today,” he says.
“Of course, Mr. Berlusconi,” I reply. The Manager didn’t tell me about the penis shot. He must have assumed I know about penis vitamin shots, being trained to Level 5. I’ll administer at the same depth the doctor did my fillers. Seems sensible.
I prepare the syringe. I kneel. Close up, I can see that he has abs implants.
“So big – wow!” I say when I look directly at his penis.
“Take your tits out.”
I take my tits out.
I grip the root and straighten the penis along my palm.
I insert the needle horizontally along the centre of his shaft. Silvio is not concerned by my technique. I slowly apply pressure and administer the vitamins. If that’s what they are. I have no idea. The vial is labelled Syrian Flower Garden. Could this be adrenochrome? Not impossible.
Silvio throws his head back and grunts. I withdraw the needle…

 

EXCERPT – MISSION 2: GEORGE CLOONEY

… The internet says War and Peace is his favourite book, so I got a copy. In Russian. Nothing more intellectual than that.
—-I also bought a python from a pet store in Rome.
—- Tits and brains are an eye-catching combination for a Hollywood playboy with pretensions to be politically relevant. But tits, brains, and a serpent around my shoulders is a more eye-catching combination. Manifest. George will not ignore the enigmatic Russian siren on his lake. Calling through the sex-ether to the flesh of his penis. To his blood vessels. A challenge to his power.
—- Last time I was on Lake Como, I thought I was falling in love. Or something like that. As Prince Charles said: “Love, whatever love is.” Life was warm and confusing. And every time I floated in the lake the water turned pink and it glittered. It really did. I was a fresh lotus waiting to be plucked. A life inside a life. Now I am a plastic flower on the lake, made in China, pretending to be Russian. War and Peace is resting on my tits and I’m flicking through it pretending to be engrossed. I’m so grammable right now…

 

 

EXCERPT – MISSION 3: THE ALPS

… The Alps look like Mars in the sunset. They’re getting closer to taking us to Mars. The UAE has a probe up there right now and Starship had a successful landing. It’s a tempting adventure. But space travel depletes bone density. Mars will be full of cripples. It won’t be like the movies. It’ll be like living in a nursing home where you have to work for your food with a deformed skeleton. People shouldn’t believe them. People shouldn’t believe Elon Musk. He’s cute but he’s an actor.
—- Fuck. There’s a light ahead. Fuck. I take my fur coat off and throw it in the back seat.
—-Slow down or run everything in my way over?
—-It’s a goatherd. Goats everywhere. I don’t think even a Range Rover can get through this.
—-And two farmers with flashlights and shotguns.
—-I stop.
—-The farmers walk over. Big legs and big faces. They’re wearing shorts. These people don’t get cold. More like livestock than humans.
—-I open my window.
—-“What is your business?” the fatter one asks my tits.
—-They speak Italian, good.
—-“I’m driving to a photoshoot, I’m a model.” Giggle.
—-“No photographs with the COVID,” the less fat one says.
—-“It’s a photo campaign for facemasks.” Hair twirl.
—-“No.”
—-“Yeah, it’s for the World Health Organization.” Hot squirm.
—-They confer and I can’t hear what they’re saying.
—-The fatter one leans in my window, “You’re breaking the law, woman.”
—-“Don’t be silly, I’m a model, look at me.” I push up my tits.
—-“If we call the police, will they know this model business?” the less fat one smugly asks.
—-I could pepper spray them. I have 10 cans in my bag.
—-They’d call the cops as soon as they get their sight back.
—-I could pepper spray them then shoot them.
—-I look at the fatter one’s shotgun…

 

 

EXCERPT – MISSION 4: THE KING OF THAILAND

… At the champagne and oyster bar. Having the champagne, not the slime. Not many people here. Ubiquitous, five-star décor. Disappointing. I expected Art Deco. I’m dressed for Art Deco. The King is opposite me, also sitting up at the bar, with two Thai women. At a table near him are two thugs in suits and a weedy man in a suit. Bodyguards. Muscle and brains. Dudù is on my lap. Best smelling dog in the world. He’s wriggling. I touch his ear in such a way that it looks like affection to onlookers, Dudù knows, stops wriggling.
—- Action time. I release Dudù and he runs immediately to the King. As I expected he would. I pretend not to notice for a moment, check my phone and make businesswoman expressions, swiftly type:
ghtrsvbifrydvbkhjrjdebbrvdrvurugthcrbhrgbcbviynhhtiexbbddsesdsxcssexsexeexedcgrhjfgjfgjjygxfvbftbkinrybggjbsdpetxruiongungyftdrsfgusgfwebasartbfdiydnfbtttittitististititististsitifhfitsisfsitsihfkjsvbkjsakjpetxtieyitsdshdkrgeigtdsigxkftitititititiititittitityyytt.
—-I look up. Look around for Dudù in earnest. Spot him on the King’s lap. Wave over casually, mouth I’m so sorry.
—-The King walks over to me, carrying Dudù.
—-Passes Dudù to me.
—-“Thank you,” I smile.
—-“You are welcome, he’s a good boy.”
—-He’s ruffling Dudù’s head.
“He looks so much like Dudù, Silvio Berlusconi’s dog.”
—-“Lots of people tell me that.”
—-“You’re a beautiful boy, aren’t you,” I ruffle his head too.
—-“He is agitated,” the King says.
—-“He gets car sick.”
—-“Me too,” says the King, “what’s his name?”
—-Fuck.
—-“Bubu.”
—-“And yours?”
—-“Karina,” I say and offer out my elegant hand. Hope this doesn’t break protocol.
—-He kisses it, gracefully.
—-I smile.
—-“Can I get you another drink?”, he asks, and before I can answer yes he orders the barman to send a full bottle and sits down.
—-He raises his hand to the two Thai women and flicks his hand. They leave the bar.
—-Powerful.
—-We look at each other.
—-“What is pleasure?” I ask him.
—-“It is everything and nothing, at the same time,” he replies.
—-Profound. Hurts my third eye.
—-“What is pleasure for you?” he asks.
—-“Winning,” I reply…

 

 

EXCERPT – MISSION 5: KLAUS SCHWAB

… The party is full of ugly people.
—-Jürgen introduces me as his tennis partner to a group of middle-aged women.
—-They’re curious about my profession. It’s the tits.
—-I tell them I’m an NGO worker.
—-“Where are you based?” one asks.
—-“Well, I spent the last five years in Vietnam with a grassroots charity that supports sex workers to find the fathers of their children. Most of the children are redheads. Their mothers were exploited by Irish and Scottish backpackers. The children looked more Irish than my own nieces and nephews. A lost generation.”
—-Nods of terribleness.
—-“But I had to return to Europe because of COVID. My Grandfather was taken by it.”
—-Nods of so sorry.
—-“We must do everything, everything in our power to stop it,” I say, and copy Vaji’s Princess Diana head tilt.
—-“Ask Klaus about funding for the children,” one says.
—-They shrink off.
—- Klaus is staring at me. This could be easier than I thought.
Klaus’ wife, Hilde, stands up on a chair and clinks her glass. We hush.
She’s giving an incredibly lifeless speech about Klaus.
—-These people are great at being fake.
—-I’m subtly trying to get his attention. While also balancing giving Jürgen the eye contact he needs.
—-Klaus’ eyes flick over to me. Every 20 seconds. I’m on his mind.
—-“To Klaus and the Fourth Industrial Revolution!”
—-We clink and cheer.
—-“Will you take a walk with me?” Klaus asks.
—-His skin is extremely loose and flappy up close, much worse than the photos and videos. I don’t get it. What’s the point of the Fourth Industrial Revolution if humans don’t get hotter? The movement needs a better figurehead. They got all the propaganda right except for the leader…

 

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PASSWORD: Davos

 

Karina interviewed about FOURTH INDUSTRIAL REVOLUTION SLUT by New York-based poet and novelist Scott Laudati.

 

How did you choose which politicians should be the main characters/ villains/ buffoons of this book?

Hello Scott!

I started the Fourth Industrial Revolution Slut on Twitter in November 2020. Initially, she flirted with any powerful man. But she needed a more efficient, more viable plan. So the powerful men were chosen based on their location. I live in Rome. Klaus lives in Switzerland. Anyone powerful in between was a target. Berlusconi was an obvious choice. He’s a next level whore. Clooney also obvious on Lake Como. The King of Thailand has been an obsession of mine for a while. I was in Thailand when his father died and he became King. He is despised by his subjects and doesn’t give a shit about being King. Vaji is the ultimate spoiled child. He’d been spotted arsing around Switzerland during the pandemic, so he became a target. I can never return to Thailand after writing him into the story, I’ll spend the rest of my life in a Thai prison. Thai prisons are not hot.

There are more powerful men on the route back. Tony Blair holidays in Tuscany. The Fourth Industrial Revolution Slut loves Tuscany. And Pope Francis, of course. He’ll be a tough one to crack but she is a very persuasive young lady.

Fourth Industrial Revolution Slut is gamification. Virtual reality. It’s Fourth Industrial Revolution fiction. She is a working-class hero. Clawing her way from the gutter into the homes of the world’s most powerful men. She had the foresight to invest what little money she had into cryptocurrencies when the crisis hit and then trade wisely, realising that rich people make money during a crisis. She modified herself physically into a high-class hyper-slut. She’s a role model. A beacon of grit and freedom.

How big would a set of breasts need to be to seduce Berlusconi and get a coveted vaccine passport out of him? Is he too old to have an interest in the ass trend that has overtaken the millennial cohort?

Yeah, he’s a traditional tits man. Looking at his conquest history, he isn’t particularly fussy about tit size but he does like mega-tits. They are eye-catching. Since I got the implants, I’ve had more attention than ever. You have to speculate to accumulate. I have female privilege now.

Who is Klaus Schwab?

Klaus is my boyfriend.

Very early into this I spotted a pattern of ubiquity coming from official sources. Having the “new normal” shoved down our throats for example. So, I followed the trail and all roads lead to Davos. The World Economic Forum appears to be the engine behind widespread response. Klaus Schwab is the founder and Executive Chairman of the WEF. He has written some interesting books, such as ‘The Fourth Industrial Revolution’, 2016 and ‘COVID-19: The Great Reset’, 2020. He had all the answers very early into this. I doubt he’s the King Lizard but he’s a significant one. Fries my head that the majority of people believe Klaus’ minions actually give a fuck about us. Attention spans have declined so much that Tony Blair is now credible again.

Only time will tell what the history books record Klaus as. He’s positioning himself as the benevolent force behind a techno-utopia in which AI and biotech gives us extended lifespans, cures cancer, cleans the oceans etc. Of course, we must give up all our data to achieve that, every pulse in our cells. Small price to pay. But if the “conspiracy theorists” are right, Klaus will go down as Hitler’s heir. Only time will tell.

If the Fourth Industrial Revolution did indeed make everyone hotter, would history necessarily have a problem with it?

If Klaus’ promises all come true, then history will look kindly upon the Fourth Industrial Revolution. But I think it will create mutants in the process of its development. We’re likely to get uglier before we get hotter. 22nd century people will reap the rewards of our sacrifice and be stunning. There will be trigger warnings on photos of 21st century people because of our hideousness.

How long have you been working on this book? Things like covid are running through the story, but child sex-trafficking, the evil of the 1%, etc., are timeless, were you working on something else that merged into this?

It was a three-month process from conception to finishing the story. Prior to creating her on Twitter, I had made some videos that, in a way, led to her evolution. Gimme Bitcoin Daddy and Planet of the Lizard Doms for example. She was entirely inspired by this shitshow, the Fourth Industrial Revolution, and my anger at being told what to do by scumbags. She was intended to be a video character within a techno song (called ‘Klaus Likes Your Pretty Little Anus’) but instead it started to come as a written piece and was completed very quickly, in four days.

Where are you writing now? Do you feel that living in Europe and Asia have helped your writing, or impacted it differently than say if you were living in the suburbs of New Jersey?

Right now, I’m working on a video poem called ‘HUNTING FOR APPLES IN THE TECHNO’ up in the mountains of Tuscia, Italy. I’m on an ancient volcano. The houses are medieval and made from volcanic rock. And I feel it. I’m boiling inside. Addicted to the fireplace. My surroundings definitely influence me. In Asia, it made technology more dominant because I was so far away from people I cared about. It made me learn how to use it better and think about its meaning on a deeper level. Italy is just constantly inspiring. It’s like living inside a big treasure chest. You’d need multiple lifetimes to truly absorb Italy. It feeds my romantic and mythological DNA every day.

Overall, moving into unknown territory has been a good thing for me. I need stimulation and challenge to be happy and productive. You have to run an engine or it stops working.

What do you think will be the outcome of these last two years? Will the world be basically two groups from now on – the vaxxed and unvaxxed, or do you see a reconciliation?

The definition of vaxxed is fluid. So people will drop out of that category – or move into a purgatorial version of it – as the booster programme rolls on. I’m not sure of the outcome. The optimist in me hopes for a fundamental overhaul that results in better societies, one that is people-led, not Klaus-led. But I’m not an idiot. It’s not going to happen. I think the world needs more mediators. I grew up during the Northern Ireland Peace Process. Broken societies can be somewhat healed when populations are committed to it. Things aren’t bad enough yet for that commitment to form. States need to abuse people way more for them to crack and say “enough”. My main takeaway from this is that most people are hardcore masochists. I’d had enough at the first lockdown.

It’s really incredible that vax status has broken up families. I can’t imagine ever being so hysterically wound up by the state or media that I’d not invite my parents to Christmas dinner because of their vax status. Some perspective is much needed.

The biggest transfer of wealth in human history happened during the pandemic. Will the Fourth Industrial Revolution be everyone getting vaxx card so they can work at an Amazon factory for $15 an hour, or do you see the 99% realizing they’d been had and start working together to bring down The Globalists?

The Fourth Industrial Revolution aims for robots to take most of the jobs. I think it’s going to be more like Elon Musk’s housecat scenario. For a few decades anyway. UBI will sedate people. There’s some serious restructuring going on. I think, for many people, a high dependency relationship will form with the state. Is it stoppable or unstoppable? I don’t know. Once fully implemented, it’s going to be hard to reverse.

Personally, I’d rather eat roadkill than be entirely tied to the state. Maybe, in a few years, I’ll be publishing the tale of a toothless Rambo woman with amazing tits who is fighting for her survival in the wild.

Does art matter anymore at all?

I’m hopeful it does. It matters a lot to me. It’s my comfort as a creator and consumer. It remains a place where the truth can be told and that’s more valuable than ever.

 

 

ABOUT KARINA

Karina is an Irish writer and artist who lives in Italy. She is the author of four books with the most recent, ‘Rotten Milk’, published in August 2021 by Tangerine Press. Karina’s work has also been featured by Akashic Books, Expat Press, Ragged Lion Press, the International Poetry Studies Institute, The Nervous Breakdown, Entropy Magazine, and more.

Karina’s website: https://www.karinabush.com/
Karina’s Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/karinabushxx/
Rotten Milk: https://thetangerinepress.com/WALKING%20WOUNDED%20SERIES/WWS-KB-RM/

Keep an eye on her Instagram for news about ‘FOURTH INDUSTRIAL REVOLUTION SLUT PART II’ and a new video poem from her series about love and technology called ‘HUNTING FOR APPLES IN THE TECHNO’.

 

 

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p.s. Hey. Today, a super treat: The superb writer Jack Skelley alerts you to a really fascinating new book/project by the mega-talented Karina Bush. It’s really something, and you don’t even need to fork out money to have/read ‘Fourth Industrial Revolution Slut’. You need only use the link provided, and it’s yours. Need I even say that I highly recommend you do the mere click and eye activity needed to acquire this gift. So please do that, and thank you, and major thanks to the mighty and generous Mr. Skelley. ** Dominik, Hi!!! Yeah, bad luck deluxe. No, luckily I still have my passport. I’m glad you like the post. I did a bunch of those back in the days when depressing Russian twink porn was a thing, but I’ll be sparing in my resurrections as I suspect you and I are relative rarities. I appreciate your love, it would be so, so nice. Love making every window glass in the world sentient, giving it a photographic memory, the ability to answer any question asked of it in any language, and a winning personality, G. ** David, Hi. Thanks for the insiders’ viewpoint. You’ll have to imagine me nodding along with wide eyes. ** T, Thanks, T. You mean the title? It’s mine. I’m pretty good with titles. People always ask me to title their things. Ha ha, yeah, insufferable is my main memory of him. There was this big celebration of Dustan here in Paris a couple of years ago, and the organisers kept pushing me to do something since he and I are sometimes referenced together as transgressive queer icons or whatever, and I kept saying ‘you don’t want what I would say’. Dude, I’ll go look for that tree lined avenue as soon as I’m finished here, thanks, you’re a theoretical life saver. I hope your Friday makes your umbrella automatically shrink down to the size of a Dolipran every time the rain drops cease. xo. ** Brendan, Thanks, buddy. I’d love one. And there’s Mr. Jack himself right up above us. I should be out there in LA at some point soonish, hopefully, to work on the new film, but probably not in time to see your show. Grr. Opens tomorrow! Enjoy the opening if it’s possible to enjoy an opening! Oh, man, mac & cheese would go down so smooth right now. You’re the best, brain-wise and everything. ** _Black_Acrylic, I don’t know ‘Colour of Darkness’, but the other two are very good and among his best. Wow, that’s fast, wasn’t it? It seems like you just started that class. But onto the next! Go, B! ** Bill, If FedEx is to be trusted, and sadly they are not, my problems will be resolved on Monday sometime before noon. Have the best fucking gig humanly possible, man! Acoustic Ashley Paul, huh. Okay, off I go. ** Steve Erickson, Indeed. Monday sometime before noon is what FedEx is telling me at the moment. So I have a very scrimping weekend ahead of me. C’est la. I’ll check in on the new Lotic, thanks! ** l@rrst, Hey. Zac quit smoking about a year or, wait, more ago, and he had nicotine patches all over his body for a long time, but it worked. Keep at it. Don’t forget the shit parts. I generally avoid reunion gigs, but Pavement are playing here next year, and I’m gonna go ‘cos I keep thinking they won’t just toss it off because that’s not in their nature. Curious about the Pajo-added Gang of Four. Seeing them with Jon singing is a pretty big lure. Dude, serious self-treating. Life is ultra-short. Max out the pleasure, seriously. Love, me. ** Okay. Spend your local day with Karina Bush via Jack Skelley’s curatorial skills please, and I’ll see you tomorrow.

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