Tag Archives: paris

Veils

Posted on November 12, 2024 by John Biscello

Invention was your solitude and twin, wasn’t it, Miss Nin? The calculated manner in which you spread secret pages, like silk violet capes or fringed shawls, promising an air of mystery and desire. You enabled the cause of symmetry, so … Continue reading →

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Paris Lit Up

Posted on May 11, 2023 by John Biscello

Grateful to have had three excerpts from None So Distant published on Paris Lit Up. Story, All Fours, and Lore and Order can be read here.

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Regarding Henry

Posted on December 26, 2022 by John Biscello

In honor of Henry Valentine Miller’s birthday (December 26th, 1891). Stalking new language, the happy scribbler tramped through Heaven’s back-roads.

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Henry Miller

Posted on December 11, 2022 by John Biscello

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Surrealism in Paris

Posted on September 9, 2019 by John Biscello

Review of Sue Roe’s In Montparnasse: The Emergence of Surrealism in Paris, from Duchamp to Dali A fish rides a bicycle into the Seine. The fish begins to drown and then remembers that it is a fish and starts to … Continue reading →

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Laurel and Hardy in Paris

Posted on April 26, 2019 by John Biscello

We’ll always have Paris, Stanny, to tag with kerosene and meringue– (cue the “Dance of the Cuckoos” as the pie-in-the-face revolution begins with … Continue reading →

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Paris

Posted on May 28, 2018 by John Biscello

I have never been to Paris, and so I must write about my time there, how Hemingway threw the gauntlet at my feet and challenged me to an armwrestling match three times, beating me each and every time, and Hemingway … Continue reading →

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Blue

Posted on March 25, 2018 by John Biscello

That year, in Paris, distant blue was all the rage– the clown’s mood thickened. (Painting by Edward Hopper)

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Gertrude Stein

Posted on March 23, 2018 by John Biscello

Matron saint of reps, one word, next, again, the same– Style, the modern rage. (Picasso’s portrait of Gertrude Stein)

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Tropic of Cancer

Posted on October 29, 2017 by John Biscello

To lance a staid form, with crab-claws bent on rupture– How masters shift course.

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