(“Chris Marker,” by Gwen Boul, 2011)
Monthly Archives: July 2012
Little Boxes #103: Chat Perdue
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Friday Pictures – Greg Girard / Giorgio Morandi / Panel of the Descent into Limbo / Graciela Iturbide
Greg Girard / Sailor with Beer Bottle, Yukosuka, Japan, 1976
Giorgio Morandi / Italy (1890 – 1964)
Jaume Serra / Panel of the Descent into Limbo, from the altarpiece of the convent of Santo Sepulchro, Zaragoza, Spain / 13th century
Graciela Iturbide /Mexico / 1969
Greg Girard / American Sailor, Yokosuka, Japan, 1976
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Tea With Chris: 2003
Tea With Chris is a roundup of recommended links, posted every Thursday. Here are a few of our favourite things from the Internet this week:
Chris: Steve Kado has a new 47-minute-long piece for you to download, part of his current 2003-based art practice, featuring such greats as Owen Pallett and Isla Craig and, more figuratively, Terry Reich.
Meanwhile, somebody adapted Owen’s last album Heartland into a webcomic.
And at Twitter poetry night Cool Date, Real Live “Kimmy” Ghost adapted her breathless, enthralling work for the Fleshrealm.
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Little Boxes #102: Bat-Cow
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Tea With Chris: Missed Connections
Tea With Chris is a roundup of recommended links, posted every Thursday. Here are a few of our favourite things from the Internet this week:
Carl: The Canadian-music Polaris Prize shortlist was announced this week, and in synchronicity, Sam Sutherland has written an “oral history” of the Polaris, featuring interviews with founders, jurors and past winners. I think it includes anecdotes and reflections that are interesting and funny to non-insiders. I apologize in advance if I am wrong. But it’s good to be keeping some sort of record. (Leonard, sorry you didn’t make the shortlist.)
This is a tough (as in painful to read, but also strong) and complicated essay that goes places you don’t expect.
(On a lighter tangent from the topic, do you think Louis C.K.’s character really wanted to fuck the handsome Cuban lifeguard on his show last week or just appropriate his authenticity?)
And in memory of Gus Fring, whom we don’t have to kick around any more on this season of Breaking Bad, here is the same actor, Giancarlo Esposito, as a camp counsellor on Sesame Street in 1982. (Dark thought: Was Big Bird the first pollo in Los Pollos Hermanos?)
Chris: “m4w: I burned your documents and in your identification photo you looked so sad”
There are different connections being made in Le1f’s music video for “Wut,” such as ’90s R&B choreography to Dragon Ball Z imagery, and Pikachu to…sexy lethargy? You should really grab his Dark York mixtape.
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Little Boxes #101: Unending Torment
(Fan Fiction cassette cover by Steph Davidson, 2012)
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Friday Pictures – Leonora Carrington
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Tea With Chris: We Were Collaborators
Tea With Chris is a roundup of recommended links, posted every Thursday. Here are a few of our favourite things from the Internet this week:
Chris: When you read this I’ll be in Montreal, scoping out Leonard Cohen’s favourite smoked meat place, so I’m going to keep it minimalistic. This is Steve Ditko’s unyielding door.
I have way too many tote bags, but I’ll buy anything with Eileen Myles’ name on it, so … shit.
If you’re in Toronto and have even five dollars to your name tomorrow, our friend Sholem Krishtalka will do your nails.
Carl: I could spend all day browsing the galleries in this series from the great blog If Charlie Parker Was a Gunslinger, There’d Be a Lot of Dead Copycats: They Were Collaborators — which includes members of bands, the casts of plays and movies, writers and editors, producers and musicians, directors and actresses (who often make cross-referenced appearances in the blog’s other series, They Were an Item, which also contains stuff like this devastatingly sweet shot of Isherwood and Auden), art collectives and comedy teams, even ventriloquists and ventriloquial figures. (Apologies to anyone with automatonophobia.) It’s refreshing to see pictures of famous people at parties together and then reclassify them as collaborators, co-workers — a reminder that this culture stuff is not mostly just goofing off and looking pretty.
They were collaborators: Sonny Rollins and Max Roach
My friend (and co-eponymist) Carl (I just made that last word up) Zimring has one of the coolest academic specialties of anyone I know: garbage. He’s an environmental historian and studies ” how attitudes concerning waste shape society, culture, institutions, and inequalities.” He’s also an enthusiastic music head, and this week he brought those interests together in a fine short essay about (another near-sharer of our name) Karl Hendricks and his new song about a wistful hoarder: “Why do I hold on to all this trash?/ Hanging tight to the concrete/ ’Cause I lost all the abstract. The song particularly spoke to Carl Z. this week because he is in the process of rapidly packing up — and purging — his own possessions as he is heading from Chicago to New York to take up a new post at Pratt. Good luck with the move, man.
Finally, a good way to purge the hoarded trash in your own brainpan would almost certainly be to listen to Dan Deacon’s rendition of “Call Me Maybe, Acapella, 147 Times Exponentially Layered.”
Margaux: Whales are people. Finally. Or almost finally. Or in any case, the fight is on. They are bigger and older than us and maybe, as Jeff Warren quotes Hal Whitehead, they can scan through each others bodies “So there’s no hiding what one has eaten, whether one’s sexually receptive, whether one’s pregnant, whether one’s sick. Presumably, this changes social life a lot.” Maybe someday soon when people are on trial for not being such great people, we will be hearing the high pitched and empathetic cetaceatarium plea that people too are deserving of whalehood.
Some human music from The Fugs to go with whale reading. NOTHING. courtesy of sheila heti courtesy of janos mate
I went on Google + for the first time and found this from my other pal. It’s something.
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Little Boxes #100: Century
(from The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, Century: 2009, script by Alan Moore and art by Kevin O’Neill, 2011)
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