"going raw into painful air"
Hyesoon, Dickens, Offill, Creeley, Dugan, Brodsky, Courbet
Kim Hyesoon (trans. Don Mee Choi):
Charles Dickens:
I hold my inventive capacity on the stern condition that it must master my whole life, often have complete possession of me, makes its own demands on me, and sometimes for months together put everything else away from me....whoever is devoted to an art must be content to deliver himself wholly up to it and to find his recompense in it.
Jenny Offill:
Robert Creeley:
Alan Dugan:
Joseph Brodsky:
During the process of writing—I think these are the better hours—of deepening, of furthering the thing. You’re kind of entitled to things you didn’t know were out there. That’s what language brings you to, perhaps.
Gustave Courbet finished “The Painter's Studio” (“L'Atelier du peintre): A Real Allegory of a Seven Year Phase in my Artistic and Moral Life” in six weeks. George Sand and Charles Baudelaire are on the right.
It's the whole world coming to me to be painted. On the right, all the shareholders, by that I mean friends, fellow workers, art lovers. On the left is the other world of everyday life, the masses, wretchedness, poverty, wealth, the exploited and the exploiters, people who make a living from death.
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