Friday, October 24, 2014
New York Sculptors Jackie Winsor and Mary Miss
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| October 19, 2014--Jackie Winsor and Mary Miss outside the Aldrich Contemporary Art Museum, Ridgefield Ct, at the opening of Winsor's mini-retrospective, one of several shows celebrating the Aldrich's 50th anniversary. Photo: Liza Béar |
Thursday, October 23, 2014
Friday, October 17, 2014
YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN by Halvor Roll
You have forgotten that spring
once mated
in your blood,
that your hands
were wild with sap,
that the milk of enthusiasm
boiled in your veins,
that the peach of your heart
was drunk,
that happiness floated
like a stag through your body,
that the entrails of trees
were tough as ropes,
that gardens galloped over horizons,
that fish were blue
and kicked in the sky,
that smells had not yet
sunk into the bogs.
once mated
in your blood,
that your hands
were wild with sap,
that the milk of enthusiasm
boiled in your veins,
that the peach of your heart
was drunk,
that happiness floated
like a stag through your body,
that the entrails of trees
were tough as ropes,
that gardens galloped over horizons,
that fish were blue
and kicked in the sky,
that smells had not yet
sunk into the bogs.
You have forgotten that your thoughts
once walked upright.
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Original Norwegian
by Halvor Roll
translated by Judith Jesch
once walked upright.
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Original Norwegian
by Halvor Roll
translated by Judith Jesch
from Twenty Norwegian Poets (bilingual edition)
Thursday, October 16, 2014
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Cuban Diner near MoMA Queens
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| Cuban Diner, Exterior, Queens. Photo Liza Béar 2010 |
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| Cuban Diner, Interior, Queens. Photo Liza Béar 2010 |
Sunday, October 12, 2014
Mike DeCapite: "And Yet--Score One For the Artists Against Death"
New York, October 11, 2014-- Mike DeCapite reads an excerpt from his chapbook, Creamsicle Blue, at The Enclave, a longstanding reading series organized by Jason Napoli Brooks and Jim Freed. "Life is a language that I'm starting to forget," deCapite writes, yet life as mindfulness is what's brilliantly recaptured in this brief excerpt--fragile sentiments expressed with such nuance in a piece of virtuoso, affirmative writing. Creamsicle Blue may be obtained from. the author at sparklestreet.com, from Amazon or possibly from Spoonbill and Sugartown in Brooklyn. The Enclave
@enclavianmatter is held at the Cakeshop, 152 Ludlow Street, Manhattan, New York. Filmed by Liza Béar.
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