« Je veux seulement être qui je suis. » {The original, English version of Caroline’s letter will soon appear on Montaigbakhtinian, but this French version is going first.} En vérité, Mademoiselle, j’ai eu tant de plaisir à broder cet… Read More ›
drawing
Male gaze, Japanese photography, Courbet, ketchup
Actually, the subject is zooming in and zooming out Pardonnez-moi, chers lecteurs francophones, de n’avoir pas encore préparé une version française de ce texte-ci. I began to pay attention to how much this act of brushing my teeth… Read More ›
In the Age of Thumbs, Help = 4357 (& vice-versa)
Pour les francophones – « Quel que soit votre problème, il y a un numéro que vous pouvez composer » – vous n’avez que défiler vers le bas. Celeste, Tapio (god of the forest), . . . so many good… Read More ›
Drawing, Conversation, Life
Le brouillon d’une version en français se trouve ci-dessous Most artists, before they have begun to draw—in a studio, with a model—have made any number of decisions. What materials they are going to work with and on; the scale… Read More ›
Our lives are Swiss (Nos vies sont suisses)
William Eaton, January 2017 Idrew her, naked. She was beautiful. Young, long-limbed, subtle curves the length of her legs, tender facial expressions. (The work of a good model has a good deal in common with that of a professional… Read More ›
Down Time
Dear William, I can’t believe you went ahead and published that letter I sent you about finding my husband’s nudie pictures (and all the rest). Do you have no shame? Do I have no shame? I can answer that second… Read More ›
My Best Friend
LISTENING FOR THE UNCONSCIOUS June 2013 My electronic friend Carolyn has graced me with, as she puts it, “one of my little stories which I am thinking could be of interest to you and your readers.” With no further… Read More ›
