For a 1954 Cheever story from the New Yorker archives. Thanks AD Jordan!
Speaking of the magazine’s archives, I read Ridgway’s Goo Book last night, it’s excellent.
After a few hours of smalltalk I tuned out of the immediate conversation and listened to the ones beyond my reach. I focused on a cluster and moved closer—its half-formed shape soon dissolved and broke into words and pauses. I thought if I could divorce myself from all conception of language & communication at will I could watch these soundshapes like in one of Ballard’s sonic installations. Well, I couldn’t do that, so I had loads of wine and guacamole (which was excellent) and next day tried to approximate my brief disengagement in vector form.
It will be the opening page of Yellow Zine 5: smalltalk, which you can still preorder for ~20 more hours.
Huge thanks to everyone who contributed to the Kickstarter and/or helped to spread the word!
After “Four illustrations of how a new idea confounds a person not prepared for it” by Daniil Kharms, 1933.
A translation by yours truly:
—I am a writer. —And I think you’re sh…t!
—I am a painter. —And I think you’re sh…t!
—I am a composer. —And I think you’re sh…t!
—I am a chemist. —And I think you’re sh…t!
And here’s #15 from the Blue Notebook, a rather short piece that I will gladly steal as a mission statement if pressed:
(15) Today I wrote nothing. That’s not important.