Saturday, August 27, 2016

dora maar was a first class creative photographer ... and spectacularly picturesque ... i can't work out yet if her self portrait came before these picasso portraits of her

portraits of dora maar by picasso, two of many, most were famously unflattering


self-portrait by dora maar

Dora Maar (French, 1907-1997)
Double Portrait with Hatc. 1936-37
Gelatin silver print, montage, from negatives with handwork
29.7 x 23.8 cm
The Cleveland Museum of Art, Gift of David Raymond 2008.172
© 2013 Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York/ADAGP

In Double Portrait with Hat(1936-37), Dora Maar radically altered and reconfigured photographic materials to generate an image. In her quietly gripping self-portrait, Maar cut and scraped directly into two negatives to create a heavy and forbidding halo above a torn and divided self. Works such as these… explore the formal definition and limits of photographic ‘content’ and anticipate the experiments of non-narrative filmmakers Stan Brakhage and Jonas Mekas of the 1960s and 1970s. (Text by Julie Nero)

text and photograph downloaded via ARTBLART

dora maar was a professional photographer and worked as assistant to man ray ... she also took a lot of photographs of friends and artists ...  it must have been a great occasion when the original negative of her picture of the ukrainian model assia granatouroff was first hung out to dry in 1934

Thursday, August 18, 2016


Nous sommes deux soeurs jumelles
Nées sous le signe des gémeaux
Mi fa sol la mi ré, ré mi fa sol sol sol ré do
Toutes deux demoiselles
Ayant eu des amants très tôt
Mi fa sol la mi ré, ré mi fa sol sol sol ré do


Nous fûmes toutes deux élevées par Maman
Qui pour nous se priva, travailla vaillamment


Elle voulait de nous faire des érudites
Et pour cela vendit toute sa vie des frites.


Nous sommes toutes deux nées de père inconnu
Cela ne se voit pas, mais quand nous sommes nues
Nous avons toutes deux au creux des reins
C'est fou...


... là un grain de beauté...


... qu'il avait sur la joue


Nous sommes deux soeurs jumelles, 
nées sous le signe des gémeaux
Mi fa sol la mi ré, ré mi fa sol sol sol ré do
Aimant la ritournelle, les calembours et les bons mots
Mi fa sol la mi ré, ré mi fa sol sol sol rédo.


Nous sommes toutes deux joyeuses et ingénues...


... attendant de l'amour ce qu'il est convenu...

... d'appeler coup de foudre...

... ou sauvage passion...

... nous sommes toutes deux prêtes à perdre raison
Nous avons toutes deux une âme délicate

Artistes passionnées...

... musiciennes...

... acrobates...

... cherchant un homme bon...

... cherchant un homme beau...


... bref un homme idéal, avec ou sans défauts
Nous sommes deux soeurs jumelles, 
nées sous le signe des gémeaux
Mi fa sol la mi ré, ré mi fa sol sol sol ré do
Du plomb dans la cervelle, de la fantaisie à gogo
Mi fa sol la mi ré, ré mi fa sol sol sol ré do


Je n'enseignerai pas toujours l'art de l'arpège
J'ai vécu jusqu'ici de leçons de solfège
Mais j'en ai jusque-là, la province m'ennuit
Je veux vivre à présent de mon art à Paris.


Je n'enseignerai pas toute ma vie la danse
A Paris moi aussi je tenterai ma chance
Pourquoi passer mon temps à enseigner des pas
Alors que j'ai envie d'aller à l'opéra


Nous sommes deux soeurs jumelles, 
nées sous le signe des gémeaux
Mi fa sol la mi ré, ré mi fa sol sol sol ré do
Deux coeurs, quatre prunelles, à embarquer allegreto
Mi fa sol la mi ré, ré mi fa sol sol sol ré do


Oh ! Midi moins le quart. Cà y est, je suis en retard.


Delphine !




Tu vas chercher Boubou ?


Oh tu peux pas y aller ?


J'irai cet après-midi.


J'peux pas sortir avec ça ! Oh puis si. Oh puis non. 
J'ai rendez-vous à midi
avec Guillaume, je n'y serai jamais.


Qu'est-ce qu'il veut encore celui-là ?


Je ne sais pas... me voir.


Oh bien il attendra. Tu rentres déjeuner ?


Oui. Mais pas avant une heure. 
Qu'est-ce que j'ai fait de
mon poudrier ? Ah non je l'ai.


Jouant du violoncelle, de la trompette ou du banjo
Aimant la ritournelle, les calembours et les bons mots
Du plomb dans la cervelle, de la fantaisie à gogo
Nous sommes soeurs jumelles, nées sous le signe des


Au revoir.


Au revoir.

Saturday, July 16, 2016

eat your heart out, eminem ... subterranean homesick blues

Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doing it again
You better duck down the alleyway
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coonskin cap, in the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills but you only got ten
Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D.A. look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Don't try "No Doz"
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows
Get sick, get well
Hang around a ink well
Ring bell, hard to tell
If anything is goin' to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write braille
Get jailed, jump bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But losers, cheaters
Six-time users
Hang around the theaters
Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin' for a new fool
Don't follow leaders, watch the parkin' meters
Ah get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Don't steal, don't lift
Twenty years of schoolin'
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don't wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandals
Don't want to be a bum
You better chew gum
The pump don't work
'Cause the vandals took the handles

yesterday, even though i worked with flu ...

3BT, 15th July 2016

Stopping for five minutes at the top of Ashdown Forest, just to admire the long view of about fifty miles along the South Downs beyond the crowds of tree tops.

Five young swifts in close formation, jet black, shrieking with what I always take to be laughter, zipping through an invisible gap in some very big trees and turning one perfect circle around the chimney of a pub before rocketing off in to the great blue yonder.

At Vauxhall Station, a very tall women with a heavy rucksack ascending the 42 steps to Platform 3 … two at a time !

Sunday, June 26, 2016

reasons to be cheerful ... because humans usually are !

the second railway from china to tibet ... and how it interests me ... cobbling a draft before i have an idea

i love the excitement of great civil engineering projects

i love the wit and ingenuity of brunel's successors

i love the scenery

i love the people on the trains and around the stations

china's rail building projects sometimes beggar belief

the first thing you need to know is that tibet is now a part of china and the chinese will never let go

the unfortunate tibetans haven't all accepted or adapted to this situation

the following long article linked here below sets out some of the issues raised for the tibetans and the chinese by this mega-project

another perspective on china's development is given in a lecture by professor david harvey at the invitation of harvard university

early in this long talk he gives you an astonishing insight in to china's attitude to development by quoting their production figures for cement

harvey is a working geographer, constantly travelling the world, who is also accustomed to analyzing modern development, often using marx's ideas as a kind of weighing scales because he's interested in the implications of global change for ordinary people

his matter-of-fact dry humour seems to comfort and engage his audiences around the world

shorter articles from the economist fill in a bit more of the current picture ...

and provides another map ...