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http://m759.net/wordpress/?s=Gaitskill
The above link was suggested by the essay
of the previous post.
How many miles to Babylon?*
Three score miles and ten.
Can I get there by candle-light?**
Yes, and back again.
Mary Gaitskill's latest substack meditation —
"I am thinking of Susan Sontag, writer, philosopher,
political activist and some-time pain in the ass;
she went to Sarajevo during the siege in order to
put on a theatrical production of Waiting for Godot.
She didn’t get paid and none of the actors did either.
They rehearsed in the dark and performed by sparse
candlelight . . . ."
"How many bananas ?"
"Drei . . . or else Vier ."
See also the comedy writers of Elsevier —
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Email Excerpt —
"The interview starts out with a discussion of 'the weird,' and all of the meanings
contained in that word, from the uncanny to the easily dismissed . . . ."
Commentary —
For the blue-black frame, a hat tip to Willard Motley.
See also the above date — 6 Nov 2021 — in this journal.
* See as well a Log24 search for Red and Gray .
The March 20 date of a New Yorker story by
Mary Gaitskill suggests a review of that date here —
“GLOW,” starring Alison Brie —
“In the bluish light emanating from the TV,
EE looked at him, her eyes veiled.”
— Being There , by Jerzy Kosinski
"It was my first job; I hadn’t yet turned eighteen."
— Mary Gaitskill, "Minority Report," short story
in The New Yorker , March 20, 2023.
Gaitskill's story also contains a film reference that
accounts for the story's title —
"Then suddenly, randomly, I remembered. I was watching
a movie with Jason, the man who, with time, became my
husband. It was a movie about imprisoned clairvoyants
who predict murders before they happen. Sexless and
obedient, the clairvoyants lay in artificial sleep, nearly
submerged in pools of water, connected to a huge machine
monitored by vigilant detectives."
That film in this journal —
For further background, see The New Yorker piece
"Mary Gaitskill on Revisiting Her Story 'Secretary'."
Also by Parul Sehgal . . .
"I first met Gaitskill on an August afternoon at her apartment
in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. She is beautiful, startlingly so —
straight-backed and contained, her body a wick of tensile energy,
her hair a silvery blond. She offered me sparkling water and
hunted down a lime — ‘'I can’t serve it to you naked,' she said . . . ."
— https://www.nytimes.com/2015/11/08/magazine/
mary-gaitskill-and-the-life-unseen.html
As for "the life unseen" . . .
https://www.onlineclarity.co.uk/reading/hexagrams/59-dispersing/
From this journal on October 18, 2018 —
"Show all" — Yes!
*Update to the above post from the morning after:
The title uses "cleft" rather than Gaitskill's term for the
pictured bifurcation, "crotch." This is in part because
the former yielded search results in this journal, while
the latter did not.
"Gaitskill isn’t scary because she conjures monsters;
monsters, she points out, are almost always in fashion.
What makes her scary, and what makes her exciting,
is her ability to evoke the hidden life, the life unseen,
the life we don’t even know we are living. The critic
Greil Marcus, a champion of her work, calls her a
descendant of Nathaniel Hawthorne."
— "Mary Gaitskill and the Life Unseen,"
by Parul Sehgal
The bottom three lines of an image search:
For a meditation on the bottom line, see Mary Gaitskill’s story
“The Agonized Face.” See also George C. Scott reciting from
the Scottish play in The Exorcist III.
Stephanie Hlywak on author Mary Gaitskill (March 22, 2010)—
"In her most recent collection of short stories, Don’t Cry ,
now out in paperback, memory converges with present,
fantasy collides with reality, and sparse prose reveals deep craft."
Mary Gaitskill
See also Gaitskill in the Log24 post Plain Hunt Maximus,
Gaitskill on The Hunchback of Notre-Dame , and yesterday's
New York Times on the bells of Notre-Dame.
For Mary Gaitskill,
continued from
June 21, 2008:
This minimal art
is the basis of the
chess set image
from Tuesday:
Related images:
“The key is the
cocktail that begins
the proceedings.”
— Brian Harley,
Mate in Two Moves
(See Eight is a Gate and
Faith, Doubt, Art, and
The New Yorker.)
A sructure from
today's previous entry:
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Among the varieties of Christian monotheism, none is more totalitarian, none lodges more radical claims for God's omnipotence, than Calvinism– and within America, the chief analogue of Calvinist theology, Puritanism. According to Calvin every particle of dust, every act, every thought, every creature is governed by the will of God, and yields clues to the divine plan."
On Doubt:
"a Puritan reflex of seeking other orders beyond the visible, also known as paranoia"
— Thomas Pynchon, Gravity's Rainbow (Penguin Classics, 1995), p. 188
On Art:
I suggest that faith and doubt are best reconciled by art– as in A Contrapuntal Theme and in the magazine's current online podcast of Mary Gaitskill reading a 1948 New Yorker story by Vladimir Nabokov.
For the text of the story, see "Signs and Symbols." For an excellent discussion of Nabokov's art, see "The Signs and Symbols in Nabokov's 'Signs and Symbols,'" by Alexander Dolinin.
Plain Hunt Maximus
This midnight’s site music is in honor of Sinatra’s first recording session for Reprise on December 19, 1960 (which included “Ring-a-Ding-Ding”).
See also The Nine Tailors, by Dorothy Sayers, and this applet for devising your own peal of changes.
Those who prefer Disney may go to this web page and click on the title “The Bells of Notre Dame” for a different midi. For Mary Gaitskill‘s more mature approach to Victor Hugo’s classic, click here.
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