From Book 4: Sainte-Anne

            In early 1938, at the urging of Artaud’s family and with the intercession of Jean Paulhan, Antonin Artaud was finally transferred from the Quatre-Mares asylum at Rouen to Sainte-Anne, an asylum south of Montparnasse, that mini-walled city near the studios of Sonia Mossé and René Thomas. First Artaud’s mother, now almost seventy years old,Continue reading “From Book 4: Sainte-Anne”

Link: Is Ferdière Reliable?

This review of Sylvère Lotringer’s Mad Like Artaud is worth reading, but unfortunately the review is uncritical of “facts” stated by Gaston Ferdière. (Of course, Lotringer ‘s book is great and I highly recommend his lecture at the Walker Art Center in Minneapolis, too.) “Artaud didn’t wash”? Not according to Cécile Schramme! In my translationContinue reading “Link: Is Ferdière Reliable?”

From Book Three: Dali

            I did an about-face and entered the Select, hoping to see Louis. He wasn’t there, and because it was cold outside no tables inside were open. I leaned against the crowded counter next to a young stranger and ordered a cappuccino. As I lifted my cup, a high-pitched, maniacal scream burst from the lipsContinue reading “From Book Three: Dali”