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Margaux’s Friday Pictures – Jay DeFeo’s The Rose (1958–66)


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Jay DeFeo The-Rose

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Tea With Chris: Isn’t Not

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: “In this light, the selfie isn’t about empowerment. But it also isn’t not about empowerment. Empowerment, or lack thereof, is not part of the picture. Neither is narcissism, as either a personal or a cultural moral failure. And the selfie isn’t about the male gaze. The selfie, in the end is about the gendered labour of young girls under capitalism.”

There is a certain virtue in directness, and the new (very, very not-safe-for-work) blog Gay Manga! makes a point of it, punctuation and all. The Tumblr partly serves to preview The Passion of Gengoroh Tagame, an unprecedented English-language collection of work by the eponymous XXX manga master, forthcoming from art-comics publisher Picturebox in May. But it’s full of explicit selections by like-minded cartoonists as well, and there’s historical/theoretical background material to contextualize the smut. (I came across the blog while doing some research on Tagame himself.)

Here, for example, is Tagame explaining his preference for burly Tom of Finland figures: “It is easy for heterosexuals – who never experience anything that is homosexual – to understand if gays are attracted to men who are ‘as beautiful as women’ or ‘with beauty beyond sexual differences.’ I have no intention to deny it, but it is merely the result of viewing homosexuals or gays from the outside, or the result of surmising abstractly. However, the reality of gay sexuality is far more diverse.” And Gay Manga! abounds with body hair and male bulk, if either of those happen to be your things.

One might assume that macho aesthetic places these comics at an opposite extreme from yaoi, the genre of male-male romance manga more familiar in the West, which is drawn primarily by women for women and whose protagonists stereotypically look somewhat androgynous, even feminine. But as the blog’s programmer Graham Kolbeins notes, the two traditions are hardly alien to each other, with artists and readers increasingly venturing between genres. If literary taxonomy isn’t the subject that immediately fascinates you here, though, he also posted this jingoistic poster from the Russo-Japanese War, employing a propaganda technique I can’t say I’ve ever seen before.

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Margaux’s Friday Pictures – Luc Tuymans


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Against the Day I & II



Luc Tuymans

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Tea With Chris: The Saddest Box In the World

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: Our occasional K-pop Korner returns with the new SHINee single. Song is a voltaic cloud of glancing falsettos, which, of course, but I’m especially taken with the music video, full of ridiculous outfits that I still want at least one piece of clothing from.

This Unicorn Kid remix of Sky Ferreira’s “Everything Is Everything” sounds like a rave taking place inside a Sega Genesis so obviously I have to share that too.

Carl: Quick hits, no interpreting.

“Pixar,” the saddest box in the world. (Or at least on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.)

When Kathy Acker met the Spice Girls.

Icky but possibly interesting to think about aka Charles Krafft.

Maria Bamford’s definitive answer to claims that women aren’t funny. (As if she were not a definitive enough answer.)

…Which led Becky to tell me about Girls Guitar Club.

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Margaux’s Friday Pictures – Jan Augustin van der Goes, Ben Nicholson, Jay White & Margareta de Heer


Jan Augustin van der Goes, Spider, 1690

Jan Augustin van der Goes / spider / 1690




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Ben Nicholson / Cumberland landscape – Walton Wood Cottage no 2 /1928




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Jay White / Passing Between Place / 2013


Margareta de Heer ~ A beetle on a branch ...

Margareta de Heer / A beetle on a branch … / 1603 – 1665


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Tea With Chris: Temporal Impossibilities

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: Maybe you know the Harlem Shake meme (which has just gone to no. 1 on Billboard singles charts), maybe you know that’s not the “real” Harlem Shake, maybe you’ve seen smart people talk about it in the real Harlem, or on the real Soul-Sides. But if smart talk about the Harlem Shake were a Harlem Shake meme video, Ann Powers’ essay on NPR Music would be the bass drop. It’s like a master class in how to read culture.

By the way, here’s another angle on the appropriation issue that comes up in the Harlem Shake case…with the Beatles and Lord Woodbine.

The Believer confirms my creeping belief that all things are better in podcast form with the premiere of its new ‘cast, The Organist.

It turns out that Nick Drake’s mom was also a singer-songwriter, who made some beautiful recordings.

Secret tunnels!

The Impossibility of February.

Chris: “Rock Stars on Craigslist,” a poem.

Very happy to see that Steph Davidson is working on this promising and subtly updated version of Sailor Moon.

Margaux: The girl with half a brain.

Just had a fun trip to Oakville and the water’s edge to see the show Where I Lived, and What I Lived For at the Oakville Galleries. Unfortunately, it’s too late to direct anyone there since the show just closed, but I can tell you it was a great show. I especially loved a video by Arthur Lipsett – his last. Either all the art in the show was better than normal or all art should be titled Where I Lived, and What I Lived For. Would be helpful.

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Tea With Chris: You Can’t Stop ‘Til You Find My Love

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: The heart-shaped candies are already getting steadily marked down, but you don’t need some contrived temporal excuse to listen to Lily Benson and Meaghan Garvey’s mix of lady-sung sex jams.

If Carl’s self-linking (see below!!!) I will too, sort of, because this roundtable in the new Maura Magazine on Tegan and Sara’s weep-worthy album Heartthrob features my friends Brad Nelson and Maura Johnston (of the magazine) alongside myself. We talked about Canada.

Margaux: Jack White and Ruby Amanfu sure can sing a love song.

Carl: Almost all my tea is steeped in celluloid this week:

Nelson George cuts deep into what the Oscar nominations tell us about how Hollywood still treats black characters – and finally helps me get over my misgivings about seeing Beasts of the Southern Wild.

Julian Hoeber makes a video essay about the way horror movies run screaming from economic issues.

Marker Starling sings about John Cassavetes’ most underrated film.

And by the way I write about a 70-year-old viral video.

Bonus: You should be following Andrew Kaufman’s series of verbal poem-documentaries from his visits to small-claims courts.

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List of Cultural Remembrances from the Year of The Dragon

by Margaux Williamson

1. Trickster Makes This World (2010) – book by Lewis Hyde

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Best book ever, man. Lewis Hyde examines the origin stories of hunger, rule breaking and loopholes from different cultures all over the world. I would call it invaluable – and dense. For some reason I didn’t think I would like it, so I read the chapters that seemed most interesting, then I started from the beginning and read the whole thing again, losing it twice along the way. I could say a lot about it, but mainly, if I knew you, I would buy it for you. The subject matter of “tricksters” might seem specific, but this book is far-reaching and deep. And rigorous.

Because the book looks to so many different cultures, it inevitably seems to create a new one – but because the subject matter is about corrupting what becomes too immovable, this new world culture doesn’t feel oppressive, it just feels older and wiser and full of troublemakers who are here to help.

2. The Woman Warrior: Memoirs of a Girlhood Among Ghosts (1975) – a memoir by Maxine Hong Kingston 

Trickster Makes This World cited the work of a lot of people I love and am familiar with, like Marcel Duchamp, Allen Ginsberg and Frederick Douglass, but also one I didn’t know – Maxine Hong Kingston. I ended up picking up her book  The Woman Warrior: Memoirs of a Girlhood Among Ghosts shortly after reading Trickster Makes This World. The voice of the book is angry and uncertain, the heroine trying to figure out what is real from the old world or the new world, from inside her house or outside. It’s like she is throwing her arms and legs around to figure out what the actual boundaries are, and in doing so, finds the new framework of her specific world. It is epic and intimate.

According to Wikipedia, the book:

…has maintained a “vexed reception history that both attests to its popularity and questions it.” Much of the debate concerns issues dealing with “autobiographical accuracy, cultural authenticity, and ethnic representativeness,”  while the critical center of the battle is whether or not Kingston offers a faithful representation of Chinese culture and of Chinese-Americans.

The book was criticized by the American writer Frank Chin for being “unChinese” and “a fake” and by the Chinese American writer Jeffery Paul Chan for being called non-fiction and for belittling Chinese-American experiences.

Both criticisms brought to mind another captivating and subversive book I read this year: I Love Dick (1997) by Chris Krausa book that attracted similar criticisms from male colleagues but did well to wait for the younger critics, as seen in this really good essay on the author by Elizabeth Gumport. Here’s a passage from I Love Dick that Gumport quotes in her piece:

Because most “serious” fiction, still, involves the fullest possible expression of a single person’s subjectivity, it’s considered crass and amateurish not to “fictionalize” the supporting cast of characters, changing names and insignificant features of their identities. The “serious contemporary hetero-male novel” is a thinly veiled Story of Me, as voraciously consumptive as all of patriarchy. While the hero/anti-hero explicitly is the author, everybody else is reduced to “characters.” . . .

When women try to pierce this false conceit by naming names because our “I”s are changing as we meet other “I”s, we’re called bitches, libelers, pornographers, and

Well said, Chris Kraus.

3. The animated movies of Studio Ghibli at Toronto’s TIFF Lightbox


Greatest art pleasure of the year:  a month-long program of Studio Ghibli animated movies at the TIFF cinemas during the spring.  For movies that continuously touch on the battle between nature living and dead, there is no better venue than a warm theatre in a cold Toronto March.

4.  Idle No More 

It’s been amazing to see the different Canadian Aboriginal communities move together for the  Idle No More protests across the country. It made me think of the smallest and the biggest gestures of trying to right wrongs and change your neighbourhood or the world. Small things like – I took a Canadian art history course once with a professor named Lynda Jessup. Maybe assuming we had already had our fill of the Group of 7 and their nature, Lynda Jessup taught us about the dead Catholic nun paintings (doesn’t count as vanity if you get your portrait done after death) from the early white colonialists, and then went straight to contemporary First Nations, Inuit and Métis art. Her course program gave me a sense that Canada was more exciting than it would lead you to believe. I felt grateful for it, and to other small and big gestures from friends and groups like the ImagineNATIVE Film Festival  where I’ve seen great and surprising things including, this past year, Alanis Obomsawin’s movie The People of the Kattawapiskak River, about the Attawapiskat housing crisis, which I wrote about here.

5. All the wrong people telling all the right stories

I started the year off reading Mark Twain’s Adventures of Huckleberry Finn (1884) on my Kindle – about a poor young white boy and an escaped slave’s adventures around the Mississippi river in the mid-19th-century . Somehow, Ernest Hemingway’s critique of the book had always stuck in my head. Hemingway said it was the greatest American novel, the novel that all other American novels come from, except for the horrible few last chapters , which no one should read. Though I hadn’t read Huckleberry Finn, I assumed Hemingway was wrong – maybe out of a random but sturdy loyalty to Mark Twain that must have ignited when I put on a Mark Twain wig and mustache at age ten for a school play.

Hemingway wasn’t wrong. Huckleberry Finn is a remarkable book and I wanted very much to cut out the last chapters and grind them down in my compost and let the worms eat them.

Suddenly feeling closer to Ernest Hemingway, I finally read his beautiful The Sun Also Rises about an American in Spain saying something about America. A book that made me feel that my alcohol consumption is totally moderate. Which echoed in my mind as I later read Ben Lerner’s beautiful novel Leaving the Atocha Station (2011) about a more contemporary man in Spain who is there to write something about Spain but then says something about America. A book that made me feel that my drug consumption was totally moderate.

But back to Huckleberry Finn; those terrible last chapters of Huckelberry Finn, and the great majority of chapters, kept thoughts of appropriation, political engagement and entertainment in my mind all year – thoughts heightened by good movies like Beasts of the Southern Wild (made by Benh Zeitlin and Lucy Alibar),  Django Unchained (made by Quentin Tarantino)  and The Paperboy (made by Lee Daniels). What those movies have in common with each other and with Huckleberry Finn is the Deep South, complicated appropriation of voice, and a desire to go towards pleasure, beauty, fantasy and heroes within stories that are fundamentally painful.

Appropriation is always a complicated issue. For me personally for instance, I always wish more men wrote in women’s voices. Though of course people are bound to get things terribly wrong, it’s hard not to see an empathy or loyalty develop to characters you work hard to identify with. Which suddenly makes me remember some interesting articles by Sarah Bakewell on Montaigne that ran in the Guardian last year (oh! now I see it’s a book). To sum up her summing up Montaigne: “Once you have seen the world from someone else’s perspective, it becomes harder to torture, hunt, or kill them.”

I heard Kevin Hegge, who made the movie She Said Boom: The Story of Fifth Column about the all-woman Toronto rock band, be asked on the radio this past year if he had been hesitant about directing  a movie that was so much about women’s voices. He said he tries very hard not to take offense at the assumption that a woman directing would have been uncomplicated. There are women who are not feminists, he said, continuing: I am a feminist – a feminist needed to direct this movie.

video still of artist and musician G.B. Jones from "She Said Boom: The Story of Fifth Column"

video still of artist and musician G.B. Jones from “She Said Boom: The Story of Fifth Column”

I think that’s what he said. I didn’t write it down.

6. Behavioral science: B.F. Skinner wasn’t totally wrong

Speaking of Montaigne trying to see things from other cultural perspectives (but mainly trying to imagine what his cat was thinking), behavioral science came back in fashion this year, or at least it seemed so to me after reading David H. Freedman’s article The Perfected Self, which lingered in my mind long after reading it. I always kind of liked B.F. Skinner, having picked up his book Beyond Freedom and Dignity because I thought the title was funny, but ending up really appreciating it and B.F. Skinner along the way.  This was all in my mind as I read Jane McGonigal’s book  Reality is Broken about how gamers have this sense that reality is broken because reality feels so much less meaningful and rewarding than video games. Though the book contains matter-of-fact lines like “we know regular life is meaningless, so …”,  it’s a somewhat hilariously practical approach to thinking about how humans can change their behavior.

7. Dante’s Inferno (around 1320)

I had no idea how gentle and completely captivating this book was.  I loved especially the first realm of hell, Limbo. It felt like a best-of, having all the people in history unlucky to be born just before Jesus. Even apart from finding Homer, Penthesilea, Orpheus, Plato and Euclid there, it felt so familiar. Dante’s empathy with the sufferers he came upon as he carried on through the realms of hell made you really feel sad that the work isn’t part of the  bible.

Loved this painting this year: 

St. Anthony Beaten by Devils, panel from the Altarpiece of the Eucharist, 1423-26 (oil on panel) / by  Sassetta (Stefano di Giovanni di Consolo) (c.1392-1450)

St. Anthony Beaten by Devils, panel from the Altarpiece of the Eucharist, 1423-26 (oil on panel) / by Sassetta (Stefano di Giovanni di Consolo) (c.1392-1450)

Also loved this one by Chris Ofili that stayed in my head all year:

Chris Ofili / Lover’s rock – guilt

Chris Ofili / Lover’s rock – guilt

8. We Need To Talk About Kevin (2011) – movie by Lynne Ramsay

With some of the movies I mentioned above, I thought about the function of fantasy and entertainment in regards to painful political situations.  For instance, Mark Twain’s attempt at a happy ending for a story that is contained firmly within the time of slavery.  Or Quentin Tarantino with Django Unchained, staging a story two years before slavery ends, adding to the story a triumphant ending no less – Tarantino getting as close to hope and a hero as one could possibly fantasize about. I couldn’t help but imagine the opposite movie, a movie not about the near end of American slavery but about the beginning, a story that would feel centuries away from hope – how impossible it would be. How it hurts to even imagine. How not like the movies it would feel. I thought about these things in positive terms, not just as though it’s dumb or dangerous to find delicious and pleasurable stories to tell within the worst stories that we have, but also that it serves a purpose.

The movie that stayed with me most in this way this year was Lynne Ramsay‘s We Need to Talk About Kevin.  I had never thought of the genre of reckless-feminist-fantasy movie (in this case, a shifting-of-perspectives fantasy contained within a nightmare situation). But this seemingly effortless masterpiece is now my favourite of the genre. I’ll write more about it soon.

9. The Swerve: How the World Became Modern (2011) – book by Stephen Greenblatt

Speaking of happy endings to the worst stories we have, Stephen Greenblatt wrote a brilliant book that I somehow couldn’t put down, about a book hunter and a book that may have greatly contributed to the undoing the spell of the centuries-long dark ages. He tells the story of Poggio Bracciolini, a book hunter and papal secretary from the 15th century who found the poet Lucretius’  On the Nature of Things, a work written in the first century BC in service of Epicurean ideas. Lucretius’ work includes explanations of atoms, evolution and returning to the ground when you die. The Swerve flies from the 15th century back to the collapse of the Roman Empire, forward to the Renaissance, back to the dark ages and forward again to *spoiler* Thomas Jefferson. Within all the most painful stories about where humans can go and how long they can stay there, it tells the best story – the one about how one beautiful book saved the world.

10. Lena Dunham’s television show Girls

Lena Dunham’s television series Girls is great – as many people have said and many have disagreed with. I love that virgin character and her virgin-lover.

All the criticism about the lack of people of colour on the show was true, but so strange in comparison with all the other popular shows by white men that leave everyone out. It made me think that maybe white men are still universal and white women are still just white women.

Or maybe the creators’ casually audacious attempt to be universal with the title “Girls” but be so so specific in content is what brought on the attention. But maybe that’s good. Maybe we can add it to the pile of universal specifics that is getting more interesting by the day. We can know it as Lena Dunham’s Girls, right there next to Rye Rye’s Hardcore Girls, next to these true crime hardcore girls, next to my sweet little nieces (who are girls).

Since I’m suddenly lost in the subject of girls, let’s go to Honey Boo Boo child and recognize that she, Alana, is a powerful child-pageant contestant who is destroying the perverse realm of learned femininity and child sexuality from within. On television, she gets to use her own words rather than speaking the words that someone in an office far away wrote for her.  She might not be writing her own scenes yet, but she’s in control of the dialogue and she’s pretty great at dialogue.

Also – thank you Tina Fey, and good job The Mindy Project. The thing you notice about women making their own television shows is that the men on television get a lot more interesting.

Back to Lena Dunham’s Girls. The most criticism I saw for the show seemed to initially come out of New York. It’s hard to do something in your hometown I guess. And maybe the story of second-generation artists and trust-fund kids running around in the city without looking out at the world is a more embarrassing story than the one New York used to be able to tell. But you got to use what you’ve got. When the neighbourhood changes, the story changes.

11. Speaking of using what you’ve got: Friends in my Toronto neighbourhood

Darren O’Donnell continues to be one of the most interesting artists around, with his and others’ Mammalian Diving Reflex (“Ideal Entertainment for the End of the World”) and the band of teenagers The Torontonians growing in art and skill.

Lynn Crosbie, who wrote one of my favourite essays this year about violence in movies, continued to devastate and bring the sun in with her beautiful book Life is About Losing Everything.

And Sheila Heti, whose latest book I acted in, continues to get much-deserved rave reviews like this really smart one from Joanna Biggs of the London Review of Books.

Etc. Etc.

* Honourable mentions: Los Angeles – you are so beautiful in January. Attack the Block – you were as good as E.T.

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Margaux’s Friday Pictures – Paul Housley


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So it goes



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Renaissance Fader



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The Decline of the Archetype



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Tea With Chris: B’s Hive and the Medicine Show

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: Beyonce!



Carl: It pisses Kareem Abdul-Jabbar off that people don’t want him to have opinions about Girls. “How should an aging, black jock like myself know anything about pop culture? Man, I am a living part of pop culture and have been for nearly 50 years. Beyond that, I think pop culture expresses our needs, fears, hopes and whole zeitgeist better than some of the more esoteric and obscure forms of art.”

In evidence thereof, please see Will Sheff of the band Okkervil River, writing about a 39-year-old video of Dr. Hook and the Medicine Show playing German TV. I must confess I like this post better than I like any of Sheff’s songs. And I like his songs. But I love this essay. I won’t spoil it except to say that if you start off thinking it is sarcastic and mean, wait, because it isn’t.

This interview with feminist thinker Drucilla Cornell, on the other hand, is sometimes sarcastic and mean, and always challenging and bracing. I think I disagree with quite a bit of it, except that I am going to need to think about it a lot more before I’d dare say that.

The funny: Latest contenders for best things on the Internet.

The less funny: We all live in the shadow of the drone. (Well, sort of funny if you sing that to the tune of Yellow Submarine.)

Oh, by the way, what’s the purpose of the universe?

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