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Scott Esposito

Scott Esposito is the co-author of The End of Oulipo? (with Lauren Elkin; Zero Books, 2013). His writing has appeared recently in Music & Literature, Drunken Boat, and The Point. His criticism appears frequently in the Times Literary Supplement, the San Francisco Chronicle, and The Washington Post.



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The Last Redoubt

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November 2014

Scott Esposito

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November 2014

As they say of politics, I have found essay-writing to be the art of the possible. Certain work can only be done in those...

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February 2014

Another Way of Thinking

Scott Esposito

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February 2014

I. There is no substitute for that moment when a book places into our mind thoughts we recognise as our...

‘I crawl over the photograph like an ant, and I document my crawling on another surface,’ Vija Celmins has said of the way she transcribes photographs of vacant spider webs, choppy ocean surfaces, and pointillist night skies into delicately rendered drawings and paintings Throughout her sixty-year career, the Latvian-born artist has often been mischaracterised as a ‘photorealist’ who mechanically reproduces found images, but such a reading would elide the multitude of sensations contained in her work, which simultaneously depicts its subject and captures her own labour From afar, her constellations and waves can resemble impersonal, monochromatic screens; yet up close, they reveal expressive streaks of choppy ink With your nose against the glass, you can even see the seams on her paper, or a watermark in the shape of a lily Viewed as a whole, Celmins’s works constitute an exercise in learning how to look anew at our own surroundings   That range is on full display in the more than one hundred works now gathered at the Met Breuer, for her first large-scale retrospective since the 1990s The career-long survey, which travelled from San Francisco and Toronto, excavates the personal history behind a practice that can seem exclusively formalist Before the age of ten, Celmins had lived in three refugee camps, in Leipzig, Mannheim, and Esslingen She has described her process of  ‘crawling’ over photographs as an act of ‘redescribing’ – translating an image from one medium into another, most often from photographs into charcoal, oil, or graphite, but also from found objects into three-dimensional sculptures, made of bronze and wood In the resulting works there are echoes of a poet she admires, Czeslaw Milosz, who after being exiled from Poland described how ‘imagination can fashion a homeland’; through the act of ‘redescribing’, Clemins seems to inscribe her own, lost world into the present, even as it recedes from memory   Born in Riga in 1938, Celmins was soon displaced by World War II, eventually relocating to Indiana with her family In 1962, she graduated from the Yale Summer School

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August 2014

Scott Esposito

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August 2014

Scott Esposito is the co-author of The End of Oulipo? (with Lauren Elkin; Zero Books, 2013). His writing has...

Negation: A Response to Lars Iyer's 'Nude in Your Hot Tub'

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September 2012

Scott Esposito

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September 2012

I do not know whether I have anything to say, I know that I am saying nothing; I do not know if what I...
Art's Fading Sway: Russian Ark by Aleksandr Sokurov

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May 2012

Scott Esposito

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May 2012

I have often fallen asleep in small theatres. It is an embarrassing thing to have happen during one-man shows, and I am certain that...

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Issue No. 5

The White Review No. 5 Editorial

The Editors

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Issue No. 5

One of the two editors of The White Review recently committed a faux pas by reacting with undisguised and indeed...

Interview

September 2015

Interview with Katrina Palmer

Jamie Sutcliffe

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September 2015

G.W.F. Hegel isn’t looking too good. With an afternoon of student tutorials to attend at the School of Sculpture...

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Issue No. 4

The White Review No. 4 Editorial

The Editors

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Issue No. 4

We live in interesting times. A few years ago, with little warning and for reasons obscure to all but...

 

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