A story about immersion and subtraction

or: What I gleaned from spending 5 wonderful days painting under the supervision of Liz Hough at St. Ives School of Painting, a visual report: Becoming nature — The first step has to do with immersing oneself into what is already there; walk around, sit down, feel the wind, notice the short glimpses of bright…

A week in St Ives

I’m in St. Ives as a student. Working with my own art and studying masters. St. Ives has historically been a very important place for many artists — my favorites amongst them being Virginia Woolf & Barbara Hepworth. There is a Tate Museum here. An there is the wonderful Barbara Hepworth Museum and Sculpture Garden…

new facts –

or; facts only Lucy Ellmann can confirm: the fact that I don’t take any pride in housework, as far as I know, which isn’t very Amish of me, house-proud Hausfrau, housewife, homemaker, the fact that I come from a long line of people who took no pride in housekeeping, … the fact that when I…

the fact that –

As if struggling my way through more than 900 pages of William H Gass’ isn’t already too much … Yesterday I had a quick glance at Lucy Ellmann’s Ducks, Newburyport (a 1,000 page novel, more or less one-sentence stream of consciousness, told from inside the mind of an Ohio mother as she worries about everything…

Dept. of Speculation

What Rilke said: I want to be with those who know secret things or else alone. Somehow, I was sure Jenny Offill’s Dept. of Speculation would read very much like Leslie Jamison’s The Empathy Exams, a much-praised book, which I unfortunately have to admit, I really didn’t like at all. And so the Department ……

Arvo Pärt; Creator Spiritus

Originally posted on critical & clinical:
I have been listening to Arvo Pärts Creator Spiritus recently – especially “My Hearts in the Highlands” with Else Torp;  – yesterday we thus watched the movie la Grande Belleza (Paolo Sorrontino). About life and death; if you have seen – see again; if not; take the time to…

Just when I thought I was finished reading theory …

… my desk is once again filled with philosophical texts. It might be hard to find a common theme in the stack of books in front of me, but I guess they all in some sense could fit on a shelf labelled “philosophy of life” – or maybe: getting old (with grace) is the least…

Home away from home

Well, to tell the truth, these rooms have no resemblance whatsoever to the place I usually call home. My home is a typical Scandinavian «no fuss» house. This is something completely different. Hazlitt’s hotel, London is everything my home is not. And I guess this is why I love this place so much. It offers…