I always enjoy your love letters too. Your reflections in their non prescriptive way give enough to think about and I always enjoy your recommendations.I haven't subscribed yet as I have been reducing (or trying to) my time spent on my phone. "In this time" reminds me of what I read in this book I'm reading about Kiki Man Ray and the surrealists, and the writer described the times around the 1920's as a time of great upheaval, post WWI and surviving the Spanish flu, facing disruptive technological changes etc. and how the media had become more polarising. Reading that I couldn't help thinking about the parallels with "our time" and then that we're always in a time of something or another.
That's so right. People, writers, so often declare things with such confidence and alacrity, you would like hink they had lived in ALL times and seen all things. Was the book any good, by the way? And, Edna, I am coming to see attempts at reducing time on one's phone as heroic. I have taken to leaving mine in another room, hidden from plain sight. It's a menace, this thing!
Oh I enjoyed it very much. The writer, I think, managed to capture the feeling of that neighborhood in Paris and the artistic works that came out of it by tracing the life of such an interesting person that we never studied in art history despite her being in so many works as a model. It shows again how woman were never taken seriously as artists. This is a history book but it didn't read like one. Be prepared to go down the rabbit hole looking up artworks and artists. The book is titled Kiki Man Ray by Mark Braude. It did also have me wondering whether Dadaism and especially Surrealism (minus the sexism and abuse, cocaine and opium)has the language to capture the intense phycological scatteredness that I'm feeling at the moment. There is a feeling for me that turning to language and the symbolical could help to organise the chaos I'm perceiving in the news etc. But my thoughts are still very much underdeveloped so I must not make grand statements just yet.
It sounds quite compelling, I must say. The topic of women artists forgotten by history reminds me of Ali Smith's seasonal quartet, which also sent me down rabbit holes looking up artists. On a similar note, I've been thinking so much about how most statues in Europe are of specific men. Women exists to some degree in statues from former communist countries, but those women are often generic and representative of the worker woman. I wish we could have a conversation about you looking for the language to process the chaos. I would so love to hear what's going on in your head.
I always enjoy your love letters too. Your reflections in their non prescriptive way give enough to think about and I always enjoy your recommendations.I haven't subscribed yet as I have been reducing (or trying to) my time spent on my phone. "In this time" reminds me of what I read in this book I'm reading about Kiki Man Ray and the surrealists, and the writer described the times around the 1920's as a time of great upheaval, post WWI and surviving the Spanish flu, facing disruptive technological changes etc. and how the media had become more polarising. Reading that I couldn't help thinking about the parallels with "our time" and then that we're always in a time of something or another.
That's so right. People, writers, so often declare things with such confidence and alacrity, you would like hink they had lived in ALL times and seen all things. Was the book any good, by the way? And, Edna, I am coming to see attempts at reducing time on one's phone as heroic. I have taken to leaving mine in another room, hidden from plain sight. It's a menace, this thing!
Oh I enjoyed it very much. The writer, I think, managed to capture the feeling of that neighborhood in Paris and the artistic works that came out of it by tracing the life of such an interesting person that we never studied in art history despite her being in so many works as a model. It shows again how woman were never taken seriously as artists. This is a history book but it didn't read like one. Be prepared to go down the rabbit hole looking up artworks and artists. The book is titled Kiki Man Ray by Mark Braude. It did also have me wondering whether Dadaism and especially Surrealism (minus the sexism and abuse, cocaine and opium)has the language to capture the intense phycological scatteredness that I'm feeling at the moment. There is a feeling for me that turning to language and the symbolical could help to organise the chaos I'm perceiving in the news etc. But my thoughts are still very much underdeveloped so I must not make grand statements just yet.
It sounds quite compelling, I must say. The topic of women artists forgotten by history reminds me of Ali Smith's seasonal quartet, which also sent me down rabbit holes looking up artists. On a similar note, I've been thinking so much about how most statues in Europe are of specific men. Women exists to some degree in statues from former communist countries, but those women are often generic and representative of the worker woman. I wish we could have a conversation about you looking for the language to process the chaos. I would so love to hear what's going on in your head.
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