Possessed by a galvanic intensity rarely encountered in contemporary art, the work of Lionel Maunz is exhibited in discursive arrangement with Peter Sotos’ thematically expansive commentary in this ingeniously layered collation. Whether it is approached as an archival showcase of Maunz’s viscerally assaulting gallery portfolio, or as an exegetical key to the personal histories and refractory obsessions that inform and inscribe an overarching psycho-aesthetic confrontation with suffering, violence and desire, Lionel Maunz Peter Sotos is an immersive and uniquely disquieting fusion of text and imagery. The forum is sick, the conversation corrupted by the audience.
Co-published by Amphetamine Sulphate and Nine-Banded Books, this full-color, large-format, limited edition hardcover features 187 color photos and illustrations by Lionel Maunz and a 63,000 word text by Peter Sotos.
9 x 11.25 | 330 pages | Profusely photo-illustrated | Full-color | Hardcover
p.s. Hey. Please put your hands together, or on the keyboard preferably, to welcome this physically and aesthetically amazing book into the location popularly known as reality. Maunz’s work therein is a revelation, and it contains the first new writing by the great Peter Sotos in a long time, and said writing is up there with his best ever. Plus the artist/writer combo’s a dream. Very highly recommended, let’s just say. My total thanks to Philip Best @ Amphetamine Sulphate for the putting the post together and thinking of DC’s as its recipient. ** David, Hi. I’m too squirrely to do baths. Same with eating: I just shove edible things in the microwave and tap my foot impatiently for those endless two or three minutes. You should see my typing before I go back through the p.s. with a fine toothed comb pre-launch. It looks like a Kenji Siratori novel without the brains. ** geymm, I see your point about the pronunciation. Maybe I’ll try just stopping talking to someone at a cafe for no seeming reason then scribbling ‘geymm’ on a napkin and holding it up then watching their facial expression with great interest. Yeah, zLibrary’s great. I hope it doesn’t get shut down. It’s freezing here too. I like it, but I’m also appreciating the indoors more than I ever thought possible. ** _Black_Acrylic, Indeed. I’ve been searching unsuccessfully for ‘Bad Boy Bubby’ ever since I rediscovered that post. I’ve seen it, but a billions years ago. Ah, that’s too bad about the ‘flash’ thing not suiting you precisely, but I totally get it. I couldn’t ‘flash’ anything decent out of myself if my life depended on it, seriously. ** Dominik, Hi!!!! The good thing is Anita kept her job and yet we still have the story. You’ve gotta love fiction. Perfect love story, yes! If your love finds ‘Bad Boy Bubby’ please tell him to text my love the link. Love finding out the hard way that falafel should not have sugar as one its ingredients no matter how innovative the falafel maker thought they were being, G. ** l@rst, Hey! Yes, I have been poring over the Criterion zines, and they’re totally terrific! They do so much! And so great to see new work by you. I just can’t bring myself to join Instagram. It’s just one thing too many for my attention span to green light. I hope to see the vids at some point, though. ** Steve Erickson, I was going to say remember when hyper-masculinity was cool and trendy, but I don’t think it ever has been in my cognisant lifetime. One gathers it was quite the thing back in the 1950s though. Cool about the Jane Schoenbrun interview. I look forward to it. ** Brian, Hey, Brian. Agreed. Good question about leather. I would think the dead animal thing is part of it, but maybe just subliminally? RIP Lina Wertmüller. I remember liking her film set in a prison, but I forget the name. I get enjoyment out of every Wes Anderson film, even the ones that seem lesser, so guaranteed pleasure for you, I reckon. I’ve started watching the Peter Jackson ‘Beatles’ thing. I think it’s very good. I love how endless it seems. I’m kind of riveted. Interesting. Enjoy your escape from the woods. You’ve got this, man. My week has been far from peachy, but, hey, there are still a handful of hours left. ** Right. You are well aware of the pleasure that the blog has in store for you today, so get in there, please. See you tomorrow.