Leonora Carrington is considered the last living member of the inner circle of pre-WWII Parisian surrealists. She’s 93 years old. And she’s still alive and creating art in Mexico City.
Melissa Webb’s interactive installation The Temporary Nature of Ideas at School 33 Art Center in Baltimore had strangers creating side by side, contently and contemplatively.
Wait a minute Mr. Postman! Is there are review in your bag for me? BOMB contributor Jackie Wang kicks off her Epistolary Review series with Lily Hoang’s The Evolutionary Revolution.
Just when you thought Eileen Myles’ poetry couldn’t get more fierce, her latest release Inferno (a poet’s novel) practically spontaneously combusts. Listen to a podcast of Jackie Wang’s conversation with Myles and check out the book from OR books.
Al Burian reads an excerpt from his latest Burn Collector: Number 15 with reflections by Jackie Wang on the impact of his work on her world view.
Jackie Wang writes a letter to Dodie Bellamy, the author of the buddhist.
dodie, i want to do an epistolary review because i’ve been so clogged lately. it isn’t the same thing as writer’s block. my mind is always reeling—there is so much to be said, especially after reading your book. i just feel like i can’t be loose anymore, uninhibited, whatever. i feel always on the verge of some release but then i pull out . . . i can’t go there . . . don’t know why. so i thought if i wrote you, i could have an excuse to be a little more informal, a little more personal. plus, it’s fitting . . . since the buddhist is a performative writing endeavor that merges lived-life and the word. i don’t find things that excise the “personal” voice to be compelling. the feigned distance. that’s why i liked the buddhist so much. i want to say it’s “vulnerable,” but that makes it sound like i mean weak, and i do not mean weak. i mean an unapologetic TRUST in your emotions . . . at least enough to let yourself live in it and through it and with it.