BY DEBORAH CASILLAS Degas’ horses were wrong at first. At a gallop the legs blurred beyond the eye’s seeing. Even Gericault painted them bounding like a deer. It was only prancing, rearing, walking, that the artists got right. Then Muybridge made his photographs, a series of cameras clicking as the horse passed so the exact … Continue reading DEGAS’ HORSES
BY DENISE DUHAMEL Paul said, “It was John’s idea to call the movie Help! And I think from the things he said, that was his state of mind at the time.” The movie was originally going to be called Eight Arms to Hold You which is also a plausible name for a Beatles movie. The … Continue reading TARRTHAIL!
BY ANNA JOURNEY Coughed up the jazz band’s brass throats, weddings are a hollow music pressed thickly around curls of the wrought iron gate, the cast solid magnolia. There is rust coppering down the fine edges of everything here in this violet light—the white pickup’s eaten paint, rose ash of cinderblocks, the one cool sting … Continue reading SAPPHO ON THE EDGE OF THE BAYOU