Pussy Galore Stripped Bare by Her Gauchos, Even

originally posted by Levi Dalton:
originally posted by Zachary Ross:
Understanding it requires that it be looked at, with one eye, close to, for almost an hour.

Awesome post, man.

And apparently missed by most of the audience in attendance.

Though not missed by anyone remotely familiar with the private parts of Maria Martins.
 
To minimize the risk of lurker cranial bleeding, let it be known that Zachary's iconographic bent (and I mean bent) conflated the work alluded to in the title to Duchamp's last work, the Étant Donnés, no doubt because at least three words evoke it.
 
Actually I was conflating it another of Duchamp's glass works, To Be Looked At (From the Other Side of the Glass), with One Eye, Close To, For Almost an Hour:

 
originally posted by Zachary Ross:
Actually I was conflating it another of Duchamp's glass works, To Be Looked At (From the Other Side of the Glass), with One Eye, Close To, For Almost an Hour:


Of course. Makes me look bent that I ever thought you were suggesting looking through the Étant Donne peephole for an hour.

originally posted by Sharon Bowman:
That's the one that cracked, right?

ETA: Ha ha, yeah.

The Bride Stripped Bare, etc. (aka The Large Glass) being the best known piece that is cracked.
 
Several of Duchamp's glass works were damaged while being shipped, but true to form he insisted that it was only then that they were complete.
 
I say this witheringly, though verdant in my way; I have always been irked that Surrealist/Dada art is such a splash, whereas I'd need to maim my hand to count people who have read even the bright lights, like Louis Aragon.

Or even tender fun like Robert Desnos (who died of typhoid in a fricking concentration camp and wrote madly inventive love poems to his faraway bride, for the love of cripes).
 
It figures (pun reluctantly intended). The poster-selling popularity of much surrealist art is due to the (sometimes facile) charms of oneiric figuration, easy for the general public to understand compared to the more demanding rigors of abstraction.
 
By the way, for a great send-up of sleep clairvoyance à la Desnos, Breton, & co., everyone should watch the brilliant Carné film Drôle de drame.
 
originally posted by Oswaldo Costa:
I meant abstraction in art. Surrealism was locked in a power struggle with rival isms like De Stijl, etc.

But I was railing against the popularity of the Surrealist visual arts vs. the sooty obscurity of brilliant Surrealist literature.
 
Understood; I was attributing the extraordinary popularity of the visual side to "vulgar" attributes, aspects not shared, I don't think, by the literature.
 
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