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  • AG2024_1134166a or a little more time

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    In a whisper he began begging for – and, as the sun set, received – the concession people always beg for: a little more time. (ZS)


  • a schematic version of reality

    Euclid alone has looked on Beauty bare.
    Let all who prate of Beauty hold their peace,
    And lay them prone upon the earth and cease
    To ponder on themselves, the while they stare
    At nothing, intricately drawn nowhere
    In shapes of shifting lineage; let geese
    Gabble and hiss, but heroes seek release
    From dusty bondage into luminous air.
    O blinding hour, O holy, terrible day,
    When first the shaft into his vision shone
    Of light anatomized! Euclid alone
    Has looked on Beauty bare. Fortunate they
    Who, though once only and then but far away,
    Have heard her massive sandal set on stone.

    Euclid alone has looked on Beauty bare, Edna St. Vincent Millay


    https://birdbird.tumblr.com/post/771351630528544768/cacaitos-maitresse-erzulie-hector-hyppolite

    Via Moma,

    “While Hyppolite did paint religious fantasies, these were not his only subjects. The respected Haitian critic Gérald Alexis, in gently debunking Breton’s mythmaking, signals the importance of nature and female eroticism in the artist’s work, and of the decorative aspects in his paintings on the facades of buildings. Similarly, the eminent Martinican theorist Édouard Glissant paid attention to the expressive and decorative surface of the canvas and the aesthetic intelligence of the artist. His approach to Haitian painting stressed its hieroglyphic capacity to directly express the real. Haitian painting was for Glissant “a schematic version of reality; the beginning of all pictography.” He concentrated on the backgrounds of Hyppolite’s paintings, the angels, flowers, and birds that are repeated in ever multiplying movements. Ironically, it was this very profusion that overwhelmed Breton in the first place.

    La Reine Congo (The Congo Queen), while not saturated with the profuse and repetitive patterns discussed by Glissant, nevertheless displays the hallmarks of Hyppolite’s work. Once more, a regal female figure dominates the canvas. The word “Congo” in the title is most likely a reference to her Haitian identity, since the Haitian people popularly call themselves “neg congo.” Hyppolite again draws on Catholic iconography: the infant the woman cradles makes her some version of the mater dolorosa, and she is accompanied by angels on either side. As Alexis and Glissant have argued, we should look at the background and at Hyppolite’s evocation of nature, which hovers between repetition and abstraction. The colors suggest that the figures are emanations of nature, and the flora seem to extend the contours of the central figures. Rather than acting as the founding father of naive Haitian art, Hyppolite employs an aesthetic that mobilizes uncertainty by juxtaposing the secular and the sacred, the magical and the everyday.

    Originally published in Among Others: Blackness at MoMA, ed. Darby English and Charlotte Barat (New York: The Museum of Modern Art, 2019)

    J. Michael Dash, independent scholar


    … “intimation of what is to come.” (Zadie Smith, On Beauty)

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    Former U.S. President Jimmy Carter lived to be 100. Miami Herald. TheGuardian.

  • Boy Harsher

    Careful, 2019.


    Minimal wave is a genre. Veronica Vasicka used to DJ on East Village Radio.

  • AG2020_1870166aa

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    I remember through remains
    of my lip hanging cigarette
    three days before your ass was dog-tagged
    and corsage of my acrylic tears
    said to my good-looking flesh of green tattoos
    throw back your coat
    and your face got hard as rock candy
    and tight like alum pussy
    as my pointed toe pointed heel high top silvers
    pushed back their buckles
    and my champale and bubblegum sweat flew
    to the surface of my rhinestone crabs
    and my belly cincher bra pincher
    popped up their dukes
    and my voice more precise than the wind said
    come on motha fucka
    kiss me

    I Remember, Jayne Cortez

  • AG2024_1022869c or time is how

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    it was a communion he occasionally felt

    … time is how you spend your love.

    (ZS, On Beauty)


    … the most powerful art, it sometimes seems to me, is an experience and a going-through; it is love comprehended by, expressed and enacted through the artwork itself,

    (ZS, Intimations)

  • 122624


    Try walking down the street with fifteen Haitians if you want to see people get uncomfortable. (SZ)

    … the tell is the ambassador standing in the corner (The Diplomat S1E4)

  • 122524 or hey, look


    Many feminist cultural critics (Friedberg, Gleber, Buck-Morss) have linked the scopophilia of the flâneur with visual artistic forms…

    skopein : to look, scrutinize