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Tag: Jasper Johns

Saturday, February 25th

A handful of pieces I never tire of, no matter how many times I hear them. This is one.

Morton Feldman (1926-1987; MCOTD Hall of Fame), For Bunita Marcus (1985); Stephen Drury (piano), live, Boston, 2016


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lagniappe

art beat: other day, Museum of Contemporary Art Chicago

Jasper Johns (1930-), In Memory of My Feelings—Frank O’Hara, 1961

johns-in_memory_of_my_feelings_-_frank_ohara

 

Monday, December 2nd

Merce Cunningham Dance Company, Second Hand (1970),* New York (Brooklyn Academy of Music), 2011

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lagniappe

random thoughts

What if your entire life—every thought, every movement, every word—were actually a work of art, only pretending to be something ordinary?

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*Merce Cunningham, choreography; John Cage, music; Jasper Johns, costumes.

Monday, 9/3/12

 joy, n. listening to Paul Motian play Monk.

Paul Motian Trio (PM, drums; Joe Lovano, tenor saxophone; Bill Frisell, guitar), “Misterioso” (T. Monk), live, New York (Village Vanguard), 2005

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art beat: yesterday at the Art Institute of Chicago

Jasper Johns, Corpse and Mirror II (1974-75)

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reading table

up to today
such a healthy singer . . .
katydid

—Kobayashi Issa, 1813 (translated from Japanese by David G. Lanoue)

Friday, 1/6/12

two takes

Here’s her first record as a solo artist.

Dionne Warwick, “Don’t Make Me Over” (B. Bacharach & H. David), 1962
Billboard Hot 100 #21, R&B #5

TV broadcast

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Recording

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When I first began, the kind of music I was recording was so unorthodox. It was like nothing else that was being played on radio at the time, and most people said, ‘Well, she won’t be around that long.’

—Dionne Warwick, 2011 Interview

More? Here. And here.

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art beat: yesterday at the Art Institute of Chicago (after a hearing at the nearby federal court building)

Franz Kline, Painting (1952)

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Jasper Johns, Corpse and Mirror II (1974-75)

(Some folks duck into a church in the noon hour—this is my church.)