The Journalist is persistent and dedicated; she has a lot of integrity. Specifically tasked, she lies in wait for him, the Pathologist. Winsome, that specific species of prettiness, she thinks she can probably screw herself up into, for a sufficient length of time to accomplish the job. And the probity, on which she prides herselfContinue reading “The 24 Deaths of MH – Part 2”
MH was a rock singer. By family he was a New Zealander, so was an Antipodean rocker. That’s the thing with birth: suddenly, out of nothing, you are something. No one can say you are other than that. Context has arrived, perhaps already too much. You’re rolling down those rails.
William Blake: When the Senses are Shaken – 1796
Albert Gleizes, 1915, Composition pour Jazz – who probably worked harder at Cubism than Braque or Picasso ever did, but posterity doesn’t work like that…
Ida Reading a Letter, Vilhelm Hammershøi (1864–1916) Well, nobody round here seems to go much on Hammershøi (apart from being eye-bleedingly fashionable in interior design), and he certainly isn’t as lurid as Munch, who could ever be, but maybe more than a little Proustian?
Juan Gris: Violin and Glass, 1913
Slow Cinema! No petrol tankers exploding! What’s it all about? It’ll never catch on. Jeanne Dielman, 23 Quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelles (1976).
Modigliani did landscapes as well – Tree and House from 1919, so quite late… for him.
Gustave Caillebotte: Pont d’Argenteuil, 1885
Aki Kaurismäki, the quintessence of, in a five minute clip. The Man Without a Past (2002) Aki Kaurismaki / Excerpts.