Self-consciousness is bad. I saw the de Kooning exhibit today and even though he scraped and covered his canvases over again and again, it wasn’t to be a great painter, it was to see how far he could go. If he had been like, I want to be a great painter, the paintings wouldn’t have… Continue reading Post Postmodernism Must Be Devoid of Self-Consciousness
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>Thomas Wolfe’s Modernism
> Thomas Wolfe is a badass writer. Although he wrote Look Homeward, Angel at the height of the modernist movement, in 1928, he employs various postmodern techniques. For example, upon his birth he manages to remove some of the self-indulgence of writing a bildungsroman by asking the reader if you are familiar with what had… Continue reading >Thomas Wolfe’s Modernism
>2010 Classic Literature Round Up
> One of my more rececnt posts about George Bernard Shaw has caused a bit of a maelstrom. Indeed, I was wrong, or at least misreading the quotation. It seems as though experience is not valuable for its capacity or breadth, but for its quality. This goes back to Nietszche. The Superman stands on the… Continue reading >2010 Classic Literature Round Up
>Daniel Adler’s Room in Post Postmodernism
> So remember Christmas in Post Postmodernism? I’m getting a $40 gift certificate for pretty much anything I need. I need a dresser. The two small endtables I have in my room in which I store my undergarments are literally overflowing with clothing, especially after having visited my Uncle Jacques and receiving a number of… Continue reading >Daniel Adler’s Room in Post Postmodernism
>David Copperfield is So Post Postmodern
> Young Charles Dickens So I’m reading David Copperfield, which makes Great Expectations look like chicken feet. Dickens employs certain techniques that are very far ahead of his time, such as switching from the past tense to the present for a rush of immediacy. Take this sentence from chapter XVIII, “A Retrospect:” “I think continually… Continue reading >David Copperfield is So Post Postmodern
>Daniel Adler’s Little Brother Grows Up
> Daniel Adler playing the mouth harpwith Little Matthew in a Moscow Subway. Yesterday, I wrote a post about happiness, death, and bronze plaques. Though condensed, it made me start thinking about the almighty importance of “being in the now.” We have a beautiful roof, with a view of the Manhattan skyline, and while smoking… Continue reading >Daniel Adler’s Little Brother Grows Up
Daniel the Writer 