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akycha: theparisreview: Behold: the first written use of fuck, from 1528, inscribed by a monk who seems to have been pretty pissed off with an abbot. CANNOT STOP LAUGHING
selinaminx: fetishlocker: theparisreview: A look at Cincinnati’s old public library, erected in 1874 and demolished in 1955. Just because it’s fantastic. Something for DrF to mourn
theparisreview: Where were you, nymphs,when I was learning to applythe proper plaster of Paris and papier-mâchéto fledgling cheekbones?Where a Nereid when I neededadvice on unguents?A dryad to calm my riotous nervesand dye my dulling locks?An oread
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theparisreview: Carrie Mae Weems, “Untitled (Phone),” 1990, black-and-white photograph, silver print.
theparisreview: Madam Nasr with flowers, Tehran, from Mohsen Rastani’s portfolio “Iranian Family Portraits.” To Rastani, the white backdrop is almost as important to the photographs as the people that appear against it. The backdrop, he says, “isolates
theparisreview: “Montaigne’s first language—in sixteenth-century France—was Latin. Every morning the child was awakened by soft music. As a baby, he was sent to live with a peasant family for three years so he would not become accustomed to great
theparisreview: You were always a stray and gratingStiff-necked lot, I am sure of it; graceless,And nothing loose about your hands. Great ones at vanishing, some all the time,Bearing little but grudges; though someRelieved by violence; each one lost
theparisreview: Jim Shepard’s teaching copy of Flannery O’Connor’s A Good Man Is Hard to Find. Read our interview with the American writer and professor here.
theparisreview: It’s raining hard today.The day is more like night,the spring is more like fall,and in the yard a driving wind lays wasteto the little tree that, seeming not to, standssteady and firm; it seems among the plantslike a too-green adolescent
theparisreview: “PUNK: Chaos to Coutureis the punk I listened to, but not the punk I grew up believing in.” Read more from Jason Diamond on The Metropolitan Museum of Art’s new exhibition.
theparisreview: “After sex, you curl up like a shrimp, something deep inside you ruined, slammed in a place that sickens at slamming, and slowly you fill up with an overwhelming sadness, an elusive gaping worry. You don’t try to explain it, filled
theparisreview: “The relationship between a writer and reader is inherently incomplete. It exists in a vacuum where one fills the space and the other receives and projects their own stories onto it. The patient is the writer. The reader is the therapist,
theparisreview: I knew that my death meant nothing,Although there were no words to appease my wonder at it. —Jordan Smith, from “The Dream of Horses”Art Credit Bernardita Aris
theparisreview: An example of Alain Arias-Misson’s “Public Poem.” As Textfield explains, “Alain Arias-Misson created the Public Poem forty-five years ago in Brussels and Madrid when he decided ‘to write on the street like a page.’ From the
theparisreview: “The sound of James Baldwin’s voice captured me with its splendid variety of tonal colors, its musically percussive rhetorical rhythms, and its soaring narrative power. His voice was the instrument that created what I’d later learn
theparisreview: “When we crossed the Nevada border some men made us stop. We couldn’t take our melons into California. … We didn’t have a knife or anything. We split the melons open, smashing them on the legs of the sign that said ‘WELCOME
theparisreview: From the Downtown Literary Festival, Mark Leyner reads from Donald Barthelme’s story “Alice.” Watch a clip of the reading here.
theparisreview: Judas can’t catch a break, mindless jingoism and genre, Lewis Carroll’s camera, and adventures in surreal estate. Read more of today’s arts and culture news!
theparisreview: “A production this long asks something of you. A suspension of belief, a stifling of doubt, a confidence in yourself, and a threshold for discomfort. The audience comes together, this giant agreement we’ll remain seated for the duration.”
theparisreview: Writers, start writing. This and more in today’s culture roundup.
urbanlandscapes: theparisreview: Photography Credit Leonid Tishkov and Boris Bendikov
theparisreview: Manuel Cosentino, Behind a Little House
theparisreview: At MoMA PS1, Bob and Roberta Smith offer art amnesty.
theparisreview:Carrie Mae Weems, “Untitled (Phone),” 1990, black-and-white photograph, silver print.
theparisreview:Skin with [Frank] O’Hara Poem, Jasper Johns, 1963
theparisreview: René Magritte was born on this day in 1898. From our archive, read Louis Simpson’s poem on the Belgian artist.
theparisreview: An original ad for The Great Gatsby, found in a 1925 issue of The Princetonian. (via The Literary Man)
mythologyofblue: Frederico Pietrella. Art created with library date stamps. While working, Pietrella changes the stamp to reflect the current date. + (source: theparisreview)
theparisreview: “And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.” ―Sylvia Plath
theparisreview: “Reserving judgements is a matter of infinite hope.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, published on this day in 1925.
theparisreview: “If it could only be like this always—always summer, always alone, the fruit always ripe and Aloysius in a good temper …” The real toy behind Sebastian Flyte’s Aloysius in Brideshead Revisited.
theparisreview: A sketch that led up to Francis Cugat’s painting for F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby, one of the most celebrated and widely disseminated book jackets in twentieth-century American literature. As Charles Scribner III writes
theparisreview: Henri Matisse’s illustrations for Baudelaire’s poetry collection, Les Fleurs du Mal. (via)
theparisreview: “You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.” —Pablo Neruda Art Credit Tamsin Swait
theparisreview:“In like a lion, out like a lamb” and other old-timey proverbs with our correspondent, Sadie Stein.
theparisreview: The water flows and sings. The sky overhead is a warm corolla. —Pablo Neruda, from “Ode to the Lizard”Art Credit Rina Lindgren. Translated from the Spanish by Margaret Sayers Peden.
theparisreview: Saul Bass’s rejected poster concepts for The Shining, including handwritten notes by director Stanley Kubrick. (via)
deadlypineapple: irisblasi: I will go broke from books. theparisreview: The book-lover’s dilemma, via Rena Maguire. I am broke because of books. Seriously, my bookshelf is full and now they’re on my floor and on tip of my dresser and night
theparisreview: introduction to a new translation of The Metamorphosis.
theparisreview: “It didn’t occur to me that my books would be widely read at all, and that enabled me to write anything I wanted to. And even once I realized that they were being read, I still wrote as if I were writing in secret. That’s how one
theparisreview: The darkness smites with iron the iron seaAnd the limestone of sunset, sediment of lonely intimacies, Extending its lidded periphery Where are no eyes to witness. I sit in Brooklyn, in an evening grave with namesAnd
theparisreview: “The thought cannot help but intrude that the whole thing is an elaborate set-up; that we are being gaslighted, or maybe studied like mice in a maze.” Sadie Stein on the world’s worst-organized grocery store.
theparisreview: “My poetry has been called polyphonic, which is to say that I have always been full of voices speaking; in a way I consider myself an instrument, a medium. My friend Jeanne Hersch, who introduced me to the existentialism of Karl Jaspers,
theparisreview: “When the language lends itself to me, when it comes and submits, when it surrenders and says, I am yours, darling—that’s the best part.” RIP Maya Angelou
theparisreview: “The hotel is, of course, an ideal place for cerebral brooding; hotels are by their nature in-between. It is where you sleep, but it is not your home. You are a guest without a host, surrounded by scores of strangers, hanging up their
theparisreview: Martial Raysse, “Anxiously Quiet and Violet,” from the portfolio “à géométrie variable.” As stated in the introduction, “…The unconditioned eye does not exist.”
theparisreview: “Have we allowed architecture to reach a point where it’s beyond moral consequence?” This week’s staff picks, including the Internet with a human face, the insolence of architecture, and the poetics of space.
theparisreview: “In books we never find anything but ourselves. Strangely enough, that always gives us great pleasure, and we say the author is a genius.” ―Thomas Mann
theparisreview: Stills from Mecamorphosis by Erro. Published in The Paris Review No. 42 (Spring 1968)
woytaq: mikerugnetta:theparisreview:Here’s a bit from Pratchett’s 2007 essay, “Notes from a Successful Fantasy Author: Keep it Real.”Terry Pratchett, author of the Discworld series, dies aged 66 :(
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