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‘not made with hands’: a shaggy dog shaped reflection on the limits of curation as a model of historical knowledge. A problem in the history of art? A view from a queer retreat. A case study based on reading The Human Touch: Making Art, Leaving Traces by Eleanor Ling, Suzanne Reynolds & Jane Munro, Cambridge, … More ‘not made with hands’: a shaggy dog shaped reflection on the limits of curation as a model of historical knowledge. A QUEER problem in the history of art? Based on reading ‘The Human Touch: Making Art, Leaving Traces’ by E.Ling, S. Reynolds & J. Munro.

  ‘… all the lights in the Quonset hut were on but it was empty. The men were either at the movies or in town. Stephen felt both disappointed and relieved that there was no one there with whom to share his experience. … It was like leading a double life’.[1] ‘… Raven has the body … More ‘… all the lights in the Quonset hut were on but it was empty. The men were either at the movies or in town. Stephen felt both disappointed and relieved that there was no one there with whom to share his experience. … It was like leading a double life’. Reflections on identity in a 1960s queer novel in the USA: a case study on ‘Totempole’ (1966) London, Anthony Blond Ltd.: Lost Voices and the Queer Novel

‘ … painting as something that happens to a man working in a room, alone with his actions, his ideas, and perhaps his model. … he seems to me to be the sole coherent unit’.[1] Figure and Body made out of a whole background of Paint. Reflecting on the radical and broken nature of figurative … More ‘ … painting as something that happens to a man working in a room, alone with his actions, his ideas, and perhaps his model. … he seems to me to be the sole coherent unit’.[1] Figure and Body made out of a whole background of Paint.

 ‘He seemed to want to drive home the validity of his passion’.[1] Ernest Frost’s (1953) A Short Lease: A Novel London, John Lehmann: Lost Voices and the Queer Novel Jack Lambert in a contemporary review of the novel in The Sunday Times confidently describes the ‘subject’ of A Short Lease as ‘the aspirations of youth’. … More ‘He seemed to want to drive home the validity of his passion’. Ernest Frost’s (1953) ‘A Short Lease: A Novel’ London, John Lehmann: Lost Voices and the Queer Novel

‘We are so many, ….  Every single one of those people … bound to different destinations at which each will find themselves, as ever, the protagonist of the story. Every single one the centre of the world, around whom others revolve and events assemble. … So much necessarily lost, skated over, ignored, when the mind … More ‘We are so many, …. Every single one the centre of the world, around whom others revolve and events assemble. … So much necessarily lost, skated over, ignored, when the mind does its usual trick of aggregating our faces’.[1] Reflections on Francis Spufford (2021) Light Perpetual London, Faber & Faber.

Two poets go ‘hybrid’ in response to the art of Francis Bacon: Yves Peyré [& English translation by David Watson] (2020) Francis Bacon or The Measure of Excess Woodbridge, Suffolk, ACC Art Books & Max Porter (2021a.) The Death of Francis Bacon London, Faber & Faber. In a chapter that bears the same title as … More Two poets go ‘hybrid’ in response to the art of Francis Bacon: Yves Peyré (2020) ‘Francis Bacon or The Measure of Excess’ & Max Porter (2021a.) ‘The Death of Francis Bacon’.

‘Bacon never publicly concealed his homosexuality. … Bacon did not flaunt his homosexuality in his painting, either, though he made no deliberate effort to conceal it. Homosexuality per se was rarely his subject’.[1] The problem of categorising queer sexuality for the writer who must ‘not appear homosexual’ and possibly is not.[2] A problem in an … More ‘Homosexuality per se was rarely his subject’. The problem of categorising queer sexuality for the writer who must ‘not appear homosexual’ and possibly is not.[2] A problem in an otherwise great biography: Mark Stevens and Annalyn Swan (2021) ‘Francis Bacon: Revelations’ London, William Collins

 ‘Me, Lovely, in full hair and makeup, … . / The country is not knowing her yet, this new superstar. but me, I am knowing her’.[1] ‘He wonders whether they know who he is or whether they salute anybody who turns up in a government-issue white Ambassador’.[2] ‘I might have studied literature and I might … More In praise of an engaged literature. Reflections on the price of being known as you might wish to be known in Megha Majumdar (2021) ‘A Burning’, London, New York, Sydney, Toronto, New Delhi, Scribner.

‘This was the burden of the soft ones: to suffer in all but silence because the whimpering that slipped through the lips was inevitable. … he cussed the heart that knew not how to protect itself from the rift’.[1] Redeeming the ‘soft ones’ from the hard and fractured history of oppression and resistance. Notes on … More ‘This was the burden of the soft ones: … he cussed the heart that knew not how to protect itself from the rift’.[1] Redeeming the ‘soft ones’ from the hard and fractured history of oppression and resistance. Notes on Robert Jones Jr. (2021) ‘The Prophets’

Liberating resistance to the maintenance of the ‘very fragile fucking structure’ of accumulated culture and its oppressions.[1] A preliminary set of comments based on a first reading of Jenni Fagan’s (2021) Luckenbooth Richmond, London, William Heinemann/Penguin Random House. CONTAINS SPOILERS Dot turns as a splitting sound ricochets over the sky – the skeletal wooden beams … More Liberating resistance to the maintenance of the ‘very fragile fucking structure’ of accumulated culture and its oppressions.[1] A preliminary set of comments based on a first reading of Jenni Fagan’s (2021) ‘Luckenbooth’.

‘It’s not a good thing, Ron, to be queer. …/(…)/(…) After a time you’ll find the right girl. (…) But you must look. You are a normal person who has been infected. You must get it out of your system. Being queer’s no good for you. It cost Julian his life’ (published 1953).[1] Rodney Garland’s … More ‘It’s not a good thing, Ron, to be queer. … After a time you’ll find the right girl. … But you must look. You are a normal person who has been infected. … Being queer’s no good for you. It cost Julian his life’ (published 1953).[1] Rodney Garland’s ‘The Heart In Exile’