artpilgrim

“To gain your own voice, you have to forget about having it heard.”
—Allen Ginsberg, WD

citypilgrim, countrypilgrim  
Ask me a rhetorical question.

The job — as well as the plight, and the unexpected joy — of the artist is to embrace uncertainty, to be sharpened and honed by it. To be birthed by it.

Dani Shapiro on vulnerability, the writing life, and how to live with presence – beautiful conversation (via explore-blog

hyperallergic:

And from the new Tumblr blog … Marina Abramovic Made Brazil Cry …

newyorker:

Manuel Vazquez photographed Bush House during its last year as the home of the BBC World Service. Take a look: http://nyr.kr/1kVWVwD

thejogging:

Transfer, 2013

Random Act of Kindness 

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The Three Biggest Right-Wing Lies About Poverty 

robertreich:

Rather than confront poverty by extending jobless benefits to the long-term unemployed, endorsing a higher minimum wage, or supporting jobs programs, conservative Republicans are taking a different tack.

They’re peddling three big lies about poverty. To wit:

Lie #1: Economic growth reduces…

The Glass Essay by Anne Carson : The Poetry Foundation 

newsweek:

As Jennay Ghowrwal and her brother prepared to leave their mother’s house in Bethesda, Maryland, in March 2011, they got ready for an ugly conversation.

For nearly two years, the Ghowrwals’ 65-year-old mother had been living alone with untreated schizophrenia. She refused medication. She wouldn’t see a doctor.

The Ghowrwals’ Sunday visits were a critical part of the makeshift care system they’d created around their mother. And it was where they gave her a weekly allowance.

“That was the worst part,” says Jennay Ghowrwal, 28. “She always asked for more than she was going to get.”

But that spring afternoon, their mother’s demands were more extreme than usual. She demanded $2,000 because, she said, she needed a haircut. Frustrated, and weary of her mother’s emotional instability, Ghowrwal refused. “I said, ‘No, mom. I’m sorry. We can’t give you that.’”

Her mother went quiet. When she started to talk, her speech was quick and difficult to decipher. The CIA was after her. Her kids were out to get her. “If I can’t have control over my life, then they can’t either,” she screamed through tears.

Then she grabbed a box of matches from the kitchen table, and lit one. As the match burned in her mother’s fingers, Ghowrwal remembers being relieved, thinking: “Finally. The moment we’ve been waiting for.”

In the last several years, national tragedies like the shootings in Newtown have put pressure on the US government to improve access to mental health treatment. This weekend’s violence in Santa Barbara has reignited the issue. But behind these headline-grabbing mass killings is a much broader crisis.

America’s mental health care crisis: families left to fill the void of a broken system | World | The Guardian

vivipiuomeno:

Nam June Paik (Seul, Korea 1932-2006) video art pionee, Flexus exponent, Sonate series, lithography

Chasing Sunsets, Route 61. In Search Of A Life Of Meaning by Jon Katz via bedlamfarm.com 

7knotwind:

Yellow cannot readily ingest gray. It clamors for white. But blue will swallow black like a bell swallows silence ‘to echo a grief that is hardly human.’ Because blue contracts, retreats, it is the color of transcendence, leading us away in pursuit of the infinite.
William H. Gass


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JAMES TURRELL
ELLSWORTH KELLY
RUNE GUNERIUSSEN
SUE MCNALLY
ANISH KAPOOR
YVES KLEIN
MATTHEW ALBANESE

Missed #3: Jill McCorkle And The Bourbon Hunt - The Rumpus.net 

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