Jef Aérosol 2013, Ginsberg & Burroughs

Jef Aérosol 2013, Ginsberg & Burroughs, stencil on canvas, 97 x 130 cm. Expo « Les deux font la paire », Galerie David Pluskwa (Marseille, France) – avec Jef Aérosol, Sofia Croma, Jose Enrique Dylan, Allen Ginsberg et William S. Burroughs, à Marseille.

JEF AEROSOL

Quelques nouvelles de l’éclat

Bonjour,
Plusieurs parutions ces mois de février-mars, de Heinrich Heine à John Coltrane, avec toujours ce sens de la disparate qui, à force, va devenir un étendard.
Dès le 6 mars vous trouverez en librairie le livre de Raphaël Imbert, dont les radios et la presse, empressées, ont déjà commencé à rendre compte…
Jazz supreme. Initiés, mystiques prophètes, ou « De la spiritualité dans le jazz »! S’il vous fallait un guide pour la grande exposition Great Black Music qui s’ouvre à la Villette, le livre de Raphaël Imbert s’impose.
Puis, un pas en arrière pour retrouver Heine à Paris (sous la direction de Marie-Ange Maillet et Norbert Waszek). Le Paris, capitale du XIXe siècle, où s’ébauche aussi l’industrie culturelle que Heine sera le premier à dénoncer et critiquer…
Enfin Berlin et les Juifs (sous la direction de Laurence Guillon et Heidi Knörzer), qui consacre les épousailles d’une ville et de ses habitants juifs, avant et après la Shoah.
Ce qui ne doit pas vous faire oublier les parutions de janvier : Simone Weil, Duits&Barbier et leur « Logique de la bête« , dont vous trouverez encore les détails sur la page des Nouveautés et les livres en librairie.
Cette année, L’éclat aura une présence discrète au Salon du Livre de Paris sur le stand de la Région Île-de France, géré par la Librairie Tschann. Venez nous soutenir !
Plusieurs événements et rencontres auront lieu par ailleurs autour des livres parus et à paraître et  dont vous trouverez le détail sur le site ou sur la page facebook. D’ores et déjà le 13 mars au Goethe Institute de Paris, autour de Heine à Paris, le 4 avril chez Tschann avec Raphaël Imbert (présentation et concert), le 10 avril chez Michele Ignazi avec Emmanuel Fournier pour sa Philosophie infinitive… et le 13 mai avec la Mauvaise Troupe à la Parole errante à Montreuil. Mais on vous redira tout ça en temps voulu.
En attendant, merci de votre fidélité… Faites suivre ce mail à vos amis.
L’éclat

Gerard Malanga receives first poet of distinction award from Edna St. Vincent Millay Society

gerardmalangaMore pictures in the site of  Djeloul Marbrook at : http://www.djelloulmarbrook.com/gallery/gerard-malanga-receives-first-poet-distinction-award-edna-st-vincent-millay-society

Submitted by Djelloul Marbrook on Sun, 03/02/2014 – 13:09:

For forty minutes last night, as sirens slashed the frigid silence outside and painted the inside of an art gallery emergency red, the poet Gerard Malanga read poems about eminent people he has known or studied—among them Gabriel d’Annunzio, Valerie Eliot, Edna St. Vincent Millay, and Gore Vidal.

Malanga, as famous for his photography as his poetry, never gets in the way of a poem. His readings are singular acts of faith in the work. The actor Matthew McConaughey recently said in a similar vein that getting out of the way of a script is crucial to him.

All recent, unpublished and never-before-read, the poems Malanga read at McDaris Fine Art Gallery in Hudson, New York, are keenly observed encounters with people, their natures and their intellects.

Malanga’s is a fond eye. Often he is more interested in the companions of the famous than the famous. He is electrically aware of the circumstances and environs in which he encounters them.

In one poem the novelist Saul Bellow wants to play softball and tries to rouse the sleepy young Malanga. The poem, like many others, suggests Malanga’s filmmaker’s eye. He remembers not only what people said, what they look like, but how they moved. He remembers encountering, for example, the photographer Diane Arbus in the library of The New York Times, and in a few lines he gives us an Arbus nobody else has described quite so insightfully. Describing William Burroughs, we get the writer’s cranky whisper. It would have come across in the words even if Malanga hadn’t mimicked the sound.

Here are some of the other people we so memorably encountered last night: Chris Marker, Emile de Antonio, Faith Frankenstein, Dorothea Lange, Benedetta Barzini, a close friend of the poet, Jasper Johns, Cornelius Gurlitt, René Gresham, and Jim Jacobs.

More than most poets, Malanga has spent a lifetime among fellow poets, artists, filmmakers and photographers, and in his poems we encounter them glowing with Malanga’s love for them. That is a rare achievement in any art form, redolent, say, of Johannes Vermeer’s unmistakable feelings for The Girl With the Pearl Earring.

It is a tribute to Malanga’s personal style as well as his work that the audience’s response to his poems often consists of the silence of awe and the sort of murmuring that denotes profound impact. Rather than break his spell, the audience reserves its sustained applause for the end of his readings. People who frequent poetry readings will recognize this as a rare salute.

« Dad 3, » a poem about vacationing with his father in the Shawangunk Mountains of New York, gives us an early and excruciatingly intimate glimpse of the astute observer Malanga would always be. But it gives us something else, something that bends a brilliant spotlight back on his earlier work. At some point he leaves his father and returns to a barn where he speaks to the animals in a language he has now forgotten. But Malanga has never fully forgotten that language, and it both informs and haunts his poems.

The Millay Colony for the Arts and the Edna St. Vincent Millay Society, which sponsored last night’s reading, could not have chosen a more appropriate poet to receive its first Steepletop Poet of Distinction Award. (Greg Vogler, a Millay trustee, is shown here making the award).  Malanga shares with Millay a clear voice, an undeterred eye, and, perhaps most of all, a gift for setting up a vibration that rewires the circuitry of a place and a time.

Steepletop is the name Millay and her husband Charles Frederick Ellis, an artist and actor, gave their home in Austerlitz, New York, near Chatham. But what makes the award even more relevant is that Millay Colony and the Edna St. Vincent Millay Society share with Malanga a profound interest in other creative people. The gift Millay Colony presented Malanga last night is as appropriate as the award, a first edition of Millay’s What Quarry, Huntsman, 1933. Malanga is a book dealer and rare book collector.

Reading from a portfolio on an antique suitcase, an inspiration of gallerist Wendy McDaris (shown here arranging Malanga broadsheets), Malanga and his overflow audience were surrounded by Millay artifacts, photographs, china, Millay’s typewriter, and first-edition books.

Malanga is the official poet of the Glasgow (UK) International Arts Festival, April 4.

Chaz Southard: Dreamachine software

Hello everybody,
 
I was introduced to the machine several years ago by a Buddhist poet and have been a member of this group for a fair number of years. During my graduate study, I attempted to make a correlation between mindfulness meditation and the dreammachine.
 
Anyways, I wanted to present this as a lecture to a local art community and decided to create a new user interface for the JavaScript application. Please feel free to share your thoughts on my facelift and pass on app.
 
 
my best,
Chaz


Documentation d’Interzone sur la dreamachine