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vichy waters: borborygmic belches
Taking the waters at Vichy. Where fitness was not the only end in view. The thermal spa at Vichy and its warm springs had a very slow rise to international fame. The patronage of Rabelais and generations of consumptive Britons … Continue reading
karl marx: man of many faces
The many faces of Karl Marx. There are many we all know about; the prophet, the revolutionary, philosopher, but there is another less known: the romantic idealist exhorting man to triumph over the things he manufactures… …Instead of productive labour … Continue reading
turgenev: taking the serf out of soviet
Ivan Turgenev was Russia’s great emancipator. He helped bring freedom to the serfs by an ingeniously devastating method: showing what their lives were like… …Vavara Petrovna soon had another reason to be angry with her son. During the season of … Continue reading
if he was a carpenter
Bob Dylan and how to integrate jewish humor within a Western and heavily Christianized context.It takes a certain genius and chutzpah to place himself as a Hasid, somehow lost, but at home in what could be wild party in Odessa … Continue reading
endgames: withered by invisible burning rays
Laughter at your own risk. Heinrich Heine once wrote, “Sleep is lovely, death is better still, not to have been born is of course the miracle. So there’s to you, that tiresome crowd who have always pinched their mouths at … Continue reading
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Tagged Atom Egoyan, Harold Pinter, Harold Pinter Samuel Beckett, Heinrich Heine, John Hurt, John Hurt Krapp's Last tape, Madame Pickwick, madame pickwick art blog, Samuel Beckett, Samuel Beckett Krapp's Last Tape
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high risk laughter: nausea of existence
“Sleep is lovely, deaht is better still, not to have been born is of course the miracle.” Heinrich Heine …Samuel Beckett and the celebration of the nausea of existence, which often has little to do with despair. In Beckett’s Krapp’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Beckett Malone Dies, Beckett Molloy, Beckett The Unnamable, Harold Pinter, Harold Pinter Samuel Beckett, Heinrich Heine, John Hurt, John Hurt Samuel Beckett, madame pickwicjk art blog, Madame Pickwick, Samuel Beckett, Samuel Beckett Endgame, Samuel Beckett Krapp's Last Tape, Samuel Beckett plays
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the hidden look: looks within looks
In a way, Zionism is explainable in its zeal to create a “new jew” ; an act of nihilism to consign to the dust-bin of history the entire diasporic experience of jewish life pulverized by the atomic bomb of the … Continue reading
Posted in Cinema/Visual/Audio, Feature Article, Ideas/Opinion
Tagged Abba Kovner, Alfred Rosenberg, Arthur Dinter, Arthur Koestler, eichmann trial, Felix Nussbaum, Heinrich Heine, Heinrich Singer, J.F. Blumenbach, Madame Pickwick, madame pickwick art blog, Marcel Proust, Martin Englander, Max Beckmann, Otto Dix, rich cohen author, roman vishniac, roman vishniak, Theodor Lessing, Walter Benjamin, Wilhelm Reich
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quiet desperation of prosaic convenience
Is it possible to reconcile the classic/romantic divide. To purge the psychological into a product of reason? Can it be avoided that aesthetic purity depends somewhat on the decadent? Well, the concept of soulmates can be pitched out so that … Continue reading
Posted in Feature Article, Ideas/Opinion, Modern Arts/Craft
Tagged aline kominsky, Charles Baudelaire, daniel ludwig, donald b. kuspit, Eugene Delacroix, godley and Creme, Heinrich Heine, Hell Fire Club, ingrid pitt, James Gillray, Marcel Duchamp, Margaret Wente, Norman Rockwell, Robert Crumb, Sir Francis Dashwood
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mad men
There was really no resemblance to social man. Artistically, a soul at war with the body in such visceral representations had heretofore gone unrepresented. The depiction of unreason in all its unfathomable, compelling, yet repulsive splendor. It was the beginning … Continue reading
boredom: waiting for something to happen
and so it is so Modern boredom. Deep-seated boredom. The suspension of relations with reality and its replacement mined from the depths of the netherworld splitting into variations of nothingness; a world without meaning, without autonomy and without larger connections … Continue reading
Posted in Feature Article, Ideas/Opinion, Madame Pickwick Weekend
Tagged austin warren, Charles Baudelaire, Eugene Delacroix, Franz Kafka, Heinrich Heine, irving babbitt, Jean Renoir, joel-peter witkin, John Everett Millais, Lucian Freud, Marcel Proust, Martin Buber, Martin Heidegger, Milan Kundera, Pierre Auguste Renoir, ralph greenson, Samuel Beckett, Soren Kierkegaard
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