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Born too late to see the war, too soon to forget it.

Reiner Schürmann

Origins

Why this past? Why is this past mine? A past which I did not even know?

"This is a book about the power that a past War holds over a German growing up in the 1950s and 1960s: born too late to see that war and too early to forget it. The narrative shows how painfully public events — the shadows, rather, of events gone by — intrude upon a life and shape it. The English translation appears at a moment when most of the key issues have radically changed. Germany has signed what amounts to a...

autobiography
emigration
homosexuality
memory
1968

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Dodie Bellamy

A stupid tweet by a nobody, meant as a parody, somehow goes viral and the internet offers up death threats. OPEN
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Diane Williams

How about some string?

I said “Would you like a rope? You know that haul you have is not secured properly.” ABO DE

When life’s hard, time’s a motherfucker going slow

Soham Gupta

In his photographs and texts, Calcutta-based Soham Gupta forces the tension that arises between fiction and real-life conditions in as yet unseen ways. ABO DE FR

Stephen Barber

J.G. Ballard’s self-declared ‘Immodest Proposal’ for a global war-alliance to exact the destruction of America demonstrates the provocatory zeal of his last fiction plans, as well as their enduring prescience. OPEN
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Kim Gordon

It was another 75° day in LA.

Where do you go when you disappear?

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A. L. Kennedy

Upending meanings and rewriting sanity

When it all burns you’ll know – a writer was there at the first…

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Magazine Online

Autofiction—Metafiction

Monograph

»Die vielleicht faszinierendste Autobiographie des 20. Jahrhunderts«

Mit der Neuauflage dieser seit langem vergriffenen fiktiven Autobiographie wird eines der eindrücklichsten Werke Perecs endlich wieder der deutschsprachigen Leserschaft zugänglich. In dieser meisterlichen und verstörenden Erzählung verdichten sich Perecs Kindheitsphantasien von der utopischen Insel W, auf der das ganze Leben dem Sport gewidmet ist, mit den Erinnerungen an den...

Georges Perec

W oder die Kindheitserinnerung

Monograph

»Es begann am Arsch der Welt.«

Ich meine immer noch Ledernacht zu hören, den alten deutschen Juden, wie er behauptet, Christus sei nicht gekreuzigt, sondern mit Schuhabsätzen zermatscht worden, wodurch jegliche Wiederauferstehung ziemlich unwahrscheinlich werde. Sobald er betrunken war, rief er von einem Ende der Straße zum anderen, von einem Ende des Viertels zum anderen seine Überzeugung...

Louis Calaferte

Requiem für die Schuldlosen

Monograph

»Es gibt nichts zu erzählen!«

»›Es gibt nichts zu erzählen‹, sagte meine Mutter, und es ist dieses Nichts, an dem ich mich abarbeite.«

Chantal Akerman

Meine Mutter lacht

Monograph

Was? Wer? Wann? Wo? Wie? Warum?

Dass das Autobiographische als Schlüssel zu Perecs gesamtem Werk zu lesen ist, zeigt dieser Band. Er umfasst zehn autobiographische Versatzstücke aus den Jahren 1959 bis 1981 – von den Umständen der eigenen Geburt (»Ich bin geboren«) über eine Skizze zur Gedächtnisarbeit oder eine Vorfassung seines Ellis-Island-Projekts bis hin zur Aufzählung...

Georges Perec

Geboren 1936

Topics

Halluzinatorische Chroniken New Yorks
Reportagen, Fiktionen, Wirklichkeiten der Hauptstadt des 20. Jahrhunderts
- noir fiction
- atomic age
- USA
- reportage
- New York

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Johannes Binotto

Language can never be private

Where words are uttered, the taming is shrewed.

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theatre / drama
subjectification
Shakespeare
language
gender
feminism

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Rolf Bossart, Milo Rau

Humanity is a metahuman concept.

We are bodies. It makes no sense to debate this.

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art theory
realism
artistic practice
postmodernism
re-enactment
transhumanism

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Stephen Barber

Twenty-four hours in state of unconsciousness

Now this spectral city will become the site for execrations and lamentations, now time itself will disintegrate and void itself… ABO

Pierre Guyotat

“This text was written at the end of 1962, after my return from Algeria. For me the text is the matrix for Tombeau pour cinq cent mille soldats.” P.G. OPEN
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Maël Renouard

On Memory Atrophy

How can we remember the way we used to remember? OPEN
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Maria Filomena Molder

So many egoists call themselves artists…

Words are human things; a great obscurity saturates them… OPEN
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Books

Antonin Artaud, Stephen Barber (ed.): Radio Works: 1946–48

Antonin Artaud, Stephen Barber (ed.): A Sinister Assassin

Antonin Artaud, Stephen Barber (ed.): Artaud the Mômo

Jiji-Crycry

Antonin Artaud, Stephen Barber (ed.)

“Here Lies” preceded by “The Indian Culture”

Me, Antonin Artaud, I am my son, my father, my mother, and me.

The two poetic works collected together here as Here Lies preceded by Indian Culture were created as a partly improvised vocal performance dictated during one session on 25 November 1946, based on provisional notes, and transcribed by Artaud’s collaborator Paule Thévenin at Artaud’s pavilion in Ivry-sur-Seine. The two works together form one of the outstanding experiments of Artaud’s final period. Those two works were published in one volume in Paris on 20 January 1948 by the small poetry publisher K...

poetry
literature
avant-garde
drugs

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“Poetry must be made by all. Not by one.”

Mário Gomes

“Nuestro Norte es el Sur” = “Our North is the South.” OPEN
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The abandonment of the centrality of the subject

Donatien Grau

Philology keeps it possible to open a space for the minority. OPEN
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Zoran Terzić

Everything new is a pose in the alcoves of capital

In the post-avant-garde era we’re all either in the vanguard or asleep in the lap of capital. In this sense everybody is avant-garde—or nobody. OPEN
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Jochen Thermann

I really should not have hired him…

Waldemar—well, that was not actually his name… ABO DE FR

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Jean-Luc Nancy

Ζένοι και Zah και Zuh

αποξενωμένοι αποκλίνοντες από ποιο αόρατο οικείο;

Ξένος extraneus του έξω όχι του μέσα (intraneus) όχι της οικίας unheimlich όχι του heim όχι της εστίας της άλλης πλευράς της πόρτας – fores, foreigner όχι υπερβολικά στον ρυθμό, odd όχι κανονικός όχι συνήθης σπάνιος ιδιάζων seltsam παράξενος besherat γενναίος κομψός απρόβλεπτος στραβός verschroben

λοξός αναπάντεχος εξαιρετικός εκπληκτικός

Είναι εκπληκτικό πόσες λέξεις εκφράσεις τρόπους διαφορετικούς έχουμε για να μιλήσουμε για τον παράξενο ξένο τον ausländer τον έξω από τη χώρα και όχι «pays avec nous» όπως λέγαμε κάποτε στη Γαλλία «c’est un pays à moi» για να πούμε κάποιος από το χωριό μου τη γειτονιά μου την περιοχή μου την πατρίδα μου