CLR James

CLR James in conversation with Stuart Hall, 1984(?).

Mariners, Renegades and Castaway: The Story of Herman Melville and the World We Live In.


Studs Terkel Radio Archive.


Striving for Clarity and Influence: The Political Legacy of CLR James, Selma James.

For me …, CLR created two masterworks … One of them was The Black Jacobins

The second masterwork was the Johnson-Forest Tendency which aimed to create another kind of Marxist organization.

[…]

The study of Marx and Lenin and of Hegel had led to uncovering a reading of Marx where the revolution was dependent on the self-activity of the working class, not on the leadership of a vanguard party.


C.L.R. James and the Fate of Marxism, Cornelius Castoriadis. More at libcom.

Natsuko Zanma

Infinity, exhibition and book by Natsuko Zanma, at Poetic Scape, 3 June – 16 July, 2023.

For many years, Zanma has been producing photographic works, mainly with plants as her subjects. The photographs are repeatedly taken in places she has photographed many times in the past, such as her own garden or a botanical park she has visited for nearly 20 years. However, Zanma says that the locations are not always the same, as the season, time of day and her own state of mind changes.

“I don’t know why, but the place in front of me is good enough , I don’t need other places”.?from her own notes on her work, same for the rest of quotations?

Zanma was deeply moved when a friend told her about Giorgio Morandi, a painter who spent his life painting still lifes in his birthplace of Bologna. Instead of visiting different places, Zanma prefers to visit the same place over and over again, and “I want to be deeply involved (with the place), layer by layer”. This attitude has not changed since her student days.

In several of her recent works, plants, which should be the main subject of the work, are placed on the periphery rather than at the centre of the work. Zanma says that what is visible to her has neither a main subject nor a background, she feels everything is equivalent.

“The plants, which are often seen as the main characters, the background, the soil on the ground, the dead grass on top, the grains of the ground that no one pays attention to, the air, the light and my own presence as the photographer, all float in space at the same time and overlap”.

For the past few years, we have been forced to live with restricted movement. These difficult times are coming to an end and people are returning to their days of hurriedly moving from one place to another. Meanwhile, Zanma has long ago shared a long time with the familiar places. And the moment she is aware of the beauty that slowly becomes visible as her body is accepted by the places, she feels a sense of welcome in the world.

“What I want to say with photography is that you can choose what you see, and that the possibilities of what you see are endless, and it’s up to you to decide what you want to show yourself.”

Space Cadet. fb.

AG2023_1066443a or shadow, imagination, and freedom

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“There is a tree, by day,
That, at night,
Has a shadow,
A hand huge and black,
With fingers long and black.”

Angelina Weld Grimké, Tenebris



“To be free after all, is not to be undisciplined. I should say that the discipline of the imagination may in fact be the essential method or technique of both art and science.
[…]
To discipline something, in the proper sense of the word, does not mean to repress it, but to train it–to encourage it to grow, and act, and be fruitful, whether it is a peach tree or a human mind. “

foolish in its objectives but never in its choices

My body, now that we will not be traveling together much longer
I begin to feel a new tenderness toward you, very raw and unfamiliar,
like what I remember of love when I was young —

love that was so often foolish in its objectives
but never in its choices, its intensities
Too much demanded in advance, too much that could not be promised —

As though it were that soul, my hand moves over you cautiously,

not wishing to give offense
but eager, finally, to achieve expression as substance:

it is not the earth I will miss,
it is you I will miss.

CROSSROADS by Louise Glück via The Marginalian