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Rose McLaren is an artist in London.



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Talk Into My Bullet Hole

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July 2015

Rose McLaren

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July 2015

‘Someday people are going to read about you in a story or a poem. Will you describe yourself for those people?’ ‘Oh, I don’t...

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May 2014

Art Does Not Know a Beyond: On Karl Ove Knausgaard

Rose McLaren

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May 2014

Karl Ove Knausgaard’s My Struggle has an oddly medieval form: a cycle, composed of six auto-biographical books about the...

‘Before we met,’ writes Maggie Nelson to her lover Harry Dodge, the addressee of The Argonauts, ‘I had spent a lifetime devoted to Wittgenstein’s idea that the inexpressible is contained – inexpressibly! – in the expressed’ Nelson’s book, its intricate accretion of short philosophical observations, anecdote and commentary, belongs to a genre that we could call the piecemeal portrait (Nelson herself might favour the word ‘prismatic’) The apparent self-effacement of this indirect approach to autobiography is in line with modern sensibilities As the smooth omniscience of the nineteenth century novelist gave way to the unreliable, fragmentary narratives of today, so the idea of straightforwardly ‘telling’ a life now feels at best staid, at worst existentially misguided ‘The form is not “memoirs” but mémoires, fables from a time about a few people inside it,’ writes veteran-of-the-genre Adam Gopnik in The Stranger’s Gate There’s a charming shrug here: oh, it’s not really about me, it’s just a bunch of stories I threw together But of course part of the idea is that ‘me’ will emerge anyway Join the dots Or rather, intuit the inexpressible shape lurking in the interstices   Other recent examples include Karl Ove Knausgaard’s Autumn, and now the poet Brian Blanchfield’s first book of prose, Proxies We locate the author by a process of triangulation ‘Is there a mythology of the mythologist? Doubtless there is, and the reader will soon see for himself where I stand,’ writes Barthes, a common ancestor, in his preface to the 1957 edition of Mythologies ‘I’ve kept the essays in the order I wrote them, more or less’ – that shrug again, in Blanchfield’s preface to Proxies, modestly titled ‘[A Note]’ He goes on: ‘Whatever development can be tracked may correspond to what might be called a self’ When Proxies was published in the US last year, its subtitle was ‘Essays Near Knowing [a reckoning]’ The UK edition calls itself ‘A Memoir in Twenty-Four Attempts’ Initially, at least, Blanchfield presses harder on the self-effacement pedal than Gopnik et al But how does he measure up in other respects? Proxies is better than the Knausgaard (not difficult) but not as good as Gopnik or Nelson (Nelson is a close friend of Blanchfield, referenced several times

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August 2014

Rose McLaren

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August 2014

Rose McLaren is an artist in London.

The Prosaic Sublime of Béla Tarr

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Issue No. 6

Rose McLaren

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Issue No. 6

I have to recognise it’s cosmical; the shit is cosmical. It’s not just social, it’s not just ontological, it’s really huge. And that’s why we...
Stalker, Writer or Professor? Geoff Dyer's Zona and Genre

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February 2012

Rose McLaren

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February 2012

‘So what kind of a writer am I, reduced to writing a summary of a film?’ wonders Geoff Dyer half way through Zona. Such...

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June 2012

Spinning Days of Night

Susana Medina

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June 2012

Day 1 in the Season before Chaos   These were the days before the glitch. The weather was acutely...

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March 2014

The Garden of Credit Analyst Filton

Martin Monahan

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March 2014

Ivan Filton had retired early. ‘I have been working a lot on my garden,’ declared Ivan Filton. ‘This is...

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Issue No. 8

The Cloud of Knowing

John Ashbery

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Issue No. 8

There are those who would have paid that. The amount your eyes bonded with (O spangled home) will have...

 

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