European Culture And Society
Embracing boredom and creative constraints, Katchadourian tells of in-flight artwork and other conceptual projects.
Female intelligence and female obsession, in the air
Fiction in search of a vanished homeland
Art and exchange in extraterritorial territories
Partly inspired by the Greek surrealist Yorgos Makris’s 1944 manifesto, “Let’s Blow Up the Acropolis!,” Christos Chrissopoulos’s novella, The Parthenon Bomber, sets out to imagine just what might lead a young man to write himself into history by blowing up an ur-symbol of Western civilization.
From deep within Louis XIV’s billowing gray afro—more a cloud than a sun—the once lively eyes of Jean-Pierre Léaud gaze out vacantly. Over the course of Serra’s simultaneously tedious and fascinating film, Léaud’s Sun King drifts and snoozes through his remaining days in a state of almost catatonic nonchalance, occasionally stopping to doff his hat or eat a fig to the great applause of courtiers.
I sat at the bar of the Zwiebelfisch in Berlin together with David Bell, the renowned Kant scholar; it happened to be one of his regular haunts and it was the only spot where we could have an undisturbed meeting whenever he was in Berlin.
I’d rather be in my bed, eyes in the dark, lying on my back, head resting on a soft pillow, than in the desert, even in the company of Félicien David, even in the company of Sarah.
Difference and hyperbole in Mohsin Hamid’s Exit West
Distance and searching in Katie Kitamura’s A Separation
“It’s really important that my colleagues, the filmmakers from all Yugoslav countries, turn their cameras toward themselves, so as to dissect and question what really constitutes our recent history.”
From Lagos to LA, a young painter’s images resonate with meaning, both personal and political.
The author’s first novel is set in Mexico City, but its themes of violence, grief, and solitude are truly global.
“It’s not really subversion, it’s catching something before it becomes what we’re accustomed to.”
“A writer worried about reception is cooking a dead book. A writer’s job is to produce the best possible book in absolute freedom, so the category ‘acceptable’ does not play in the process at all.”
Christos Ikonomou, Rafael Chirbes, and new fiction from the eurozone.
Jean Rombaud had the worst of all possible tasks on the morning of May 19, 1536: severing with a single blow the head of Anne Boleyn, Marquess of Pembroke and Queen of England, a young woman so beautiful she had turned the Strait of Dover into a veritable Atlantic.
“Women in Denmark should be both women and men at the same time, but ‘men’ and ‘women’—what does that mean?”
Where he grew up there were no museums, or art collections, or the possibility of being exposed to any form of art that was not reproduction.