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The Organ-Grinder’s Monkey

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DIE YOUNG LEAVE A BEAUTIFUL CORPSE©

Jean-Michel Basquiat & the Art of (Dis)Empowerment,* by Louis Armand When Jean-Michel Basquiat died in 1988 at the age of twenty-seven he had only been painting professionally for seven years, yet the body of work he left behind was prodigious. In a tribute at the Tony Shafrazi Gallery in New York in 1996, his work … Continue reading

LAUGHLINES FROM THE SHOAHSHOWBUSINESS

*Excerpt from THE ORGAN-GRINDER’S MONKEY: CULTURE AFTER THE AVANT-GARDE, by Louis Armand (Prague: Litteraria Pragensia, 2013). Photo: still from The Night Porter (Il portiere di notte), dir. Liliana Cavan, 1974.   A synopsis of Joshua Cohen’s 817-page novel, Witz,[1] might read something like this: On Christmas Eve 1999, all the Jews in the world die … Continue reading

“YOU DO NOT KNOW MY HISTORY & WILL NOT WRITE IT”

*Excerpt from THE ORGAN-GRINDER’S MONKEY: CULTURE AFTER THE AVANT-GARDE, by Louis Armand (Prague: Litteraria Pragensia, 2013). Photo: Lukáš Tomin in Prague, 1992 (by Marek Tomin).   The author of three books during his short lifetime, Lukáš Tomin was something of a René Crevel of Prague’s nascent post-Revolution scene in the early nineties. Born in 1963, … Continue reading

REALISM’S LAST WORD

*Excerpt from THE ORGAN-GRINDER’S MONKEY: CULTURE AFTER THE AVANT-GARDE, by Louis Armand (Prague: Litteraria Pragensia, 1013). Photo: Philippe Sollers in Shanghai, 1974 (by Julia Kristeva).   “From two recent novels, a story emerges about the future for the Anglophone novel.” So begins an article by Zadie Smith for the New York Review of Books, November … Continue reading

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