Category: art

• On Dada (Part 1 of 2)

  Feb 5

  What we seem to have here is a problem of genealogy. At times, Blanchot parses surrealism inflected as dada and at other times he seems to be writing solely about… more ›

• Late Modern Sculpture

  Dec 22

  It seems that I’ve gotten several new visitors to this blog from the TOL article on Prague’s late communist public art. Here are two more works that I spent a… more ›

• Forgotten Art

  Dec 8

  Forgotten Art – Transitions Online A link to my article on artist-activist Pavel Karous, who has spent the past several years advocating for the preservation of public art created during… more ›

• Taxonomies

  Jun 19

  What we call things, and how we classify those things, is necessarily an abstraction. We take what we perceive to be individual items and group them together according to some… more ›

• An Excerpt from the Utterly Brilliant Book I’m Writing on Autographesis, the As If, and Blanchovian Phenomenology

  Aug 16

  For art to be truly free to achieve its goal of total freedom and to escape the normative exigencies that have shackled it throughout much of history (that is, for… more ›

• Omit Thy Fog Riot

  Jul 18

  When writing about Surrealism and automatism, what better way to conduct research than to do a little automatic writing and some exquisite corpse exercises? I mean, anybody can read an… more ›

• Times Roman

  Jul 11

  Below are some of my photos from a recent trip to Rome. This collection is of architectural ruins and art/historical objects that I found compelling. Colosseo I Colosseo II Bernini’s… more ›

• The Homolithic: The Stone that Remains

  Jul 17

  The space of human being opens onto the geological, inscribing strata of geological time into the very arche-writing of the elemental. Human being follows the being of the stone. We… more ›

• Sol Invictus

  Dec 21

  Anselm Kiefer’s Sol Invictus Kiefer is one of my favorite living artists, and I’m happy to live near Fort Worth, where many of his works are housed. I post this here… more ›

• Fire in My Belly

  Dec 16

  In 1992, I bought David Wojnarowicz’s Memories That Smell Like Gasoline for $15—a hefty price at the time for someone so underemployed and lost in the world. Later, when I… more ›