Getting the Self Out of the Way
”Decreation: Poetry, Essays, Opera” (Vintage Contemporaries) by Anne Carson at once deconstructs genres and recreates them, giving literature new spaces, [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:06+00:00 October 17th, 2007|Categories: Reviews, Literature, Blesok no. 56|0 Comments
”Decreation: Poetry, Essays, Opera” (Vintage Contemporaries) by Anne Carson at once deconstructs genres and recreates them, giving literature new spaces, [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:07+00:00 October 17th, 2007|Categories: Reviews, Literature, Blesok no. 56|0 Comments
In this review published by the Guardian [http://books.guardian.co.uk/reviews/poetry/0,,2072652,00. html], Antonia Byatt is moved by “Talking to the Dead” (Carcanet), a [...]
admin 2018-08-22T13:14:47+00:00 October 17th, 2007|Categories: Exhibition, Gallery, Blesok no. 56|0 Comments
A map on skin 120x120 cm., oil on amatl (amate) Advice for the expectant 120x120 cm., oil on [...]
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#1 The fish, the bird, the woman the finest beauties in their environments. They permeate on the canvass and mingle [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:07+00:00 October 17th, 2007|Categories: Reviews, Sound, Blesok no. 56|0 Comments
Bryan Ferry in SkopjeMany years ago, we were dreaming of attending a live performance of a current world music star, [...]
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David Sylvian in SkopjeOn 13th of October, in a not overcrowded, freezing and frazzled Universal Hall, we had an opportunity [...]
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Or: In the name of the painting1. #1 I guess it is not a coincidence that Phillipe Davett, art critic [...]
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– Nakedness is the pulsing speech. – A mirror is a hollow body. Margret Kreidl Oh y-e-a-h it's an eye [...]
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Translated from the Slovene by: Igor DivjakRussians never run away, it’s too far.
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:06+00:00 October 17th, 2007|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 56|0 Comments
Translated by Nataša Papazovska-LevkovaThe house on the hill of memories stands high above the horizon and above the clouds. It [...]