The variation in thickness of a hand-drawn line is pleasingly vulnerable.
Lívio Abramo, Sem título, 1974
A mesmerizing level of instinctive, dedicated detail on view at the Papéis Brasileros exhibition, now showing at the Museu de Arte de São Paulo.
One of my absolute favorite movements in Brazilian music — in all music. Mais, mais mais! Adoro!
Oliver Bendorf’s first book, The Spectral Wilderness, won the 2013 Wick Poetry Prize and is forthcoming. He was recently awarded the Doug Fir Fiction Award, judged by Lidia Yuknavitch. He lives in Madison, Wisconsin.
Go for a drive. Greet the week.
Eighty-year-old Brazilian painter and illustrator Wilma Martins just enjoyed her first retrospective at Rio de Janeiro’s Paço Imperial. Her series, “Codtidiano” [“Everyday”], infuses the exotic into the domestic: leopards stalking among bedsheets, a jungle in the broom closet, a watering hole in the bathroom sink.
"The Advantages of a Home Office," Casa Vogue [Brazil], 1979
Who knew German groceries were so sexy?
A New World Discovered:
Codex Seraphinianus, an illustrated “encyclopedia”, remains a complete enigma to linguists, all of whom have been unable to identify or make sense of the alphabet used to construct its otherworldly tale.
It’s the work of Luigi Serafini, an Italian artist and industrial designer. When asked about the syntax used in the book, he said that much of it was the result of ‘automatic writing’; he wanted to recreate that same feeling children experience when they see books they cannot yet read, but have a vague understanding of what the words might allude to.
n. the desire to care less about things—to loosen your grip on your life, to stop glancing behind you every few steps, afraid that someone will snatch it from you before you reach the end zone—rather to hold your life loosely and playfully, like a volleyball, keeping it in the air, with only quick fleeting interventions, bouncing freely in the hands of trusted friends, always in play.