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Some thoughts….

Part of an ongoing conversation between myself and Hans Aschenbach

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Part of an ongoing conversation with my dearest friend Hans Aschenbach @hansaschenbach regarding new concepts / in the opera world (especially because Patrice Cherrou and Bob Wilson @bob___wilson and @philipglassmusic revolutionized all that back in the early 1970’s. So… bring “understood “ is not only a huge act of necessity and courage but without the likes of Duchamp, James Joyce and Gertrude Stein (snd Cage and Schoenberg) we would still be living in the Middle Ages! #geraldthomas#discussions #modernity #modernism #duchamp #jamesjoyce #avantgarde#arts

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“SWEET MEMORIES” – Philip Glass, GT, Julian Beck and….Beckett + GT …

Philip Glass, Gerald Thomas, Michael Riesman and Sarkovas 1987

JULIAN BECK BECKETT TRILOGY 1985 in my “Beckett Trilogy” at La MaMa

ESTADO DE S PAULO – CADERNO 2 – GT full page
1987

The American premiere of a work by Samuel Beckett has to be counted among the more significant events of any theatrical season. And when that premiere involves three patriarchs of today’s experimental theater, expectations are bound to run high. ”Samuel Beckett Trilogy” – an evening of short pieces that opens at the La Mama Annex on Sunday – will bring together George Bartenieff, Fred Neumann and Julian Beck. That three such figures should gather for almost a month of Beckett constitutes a rare kind of tribute from one generation of experimentalists – the three men are in their 50’s – to the 78-year- old author who started it all.

The man who brought this remarkable trio together is Gerald Thomas, the 30-year-old director of last year’s critically acclaimed production of the Beckett monodrama ”All Strange Away.”.”Mr. Thomas, discussing his casting coup during an interview the other day, spoke of the ”Beckettian qualities” of his three stars. ”I’d been an admirer of Julian’s for a long time, and there is something about his body, face, and mind – his aura of solemnity and peace – that strikes me as quintessentially Beckettian,” the director said. ”Fred Neumann is an old Beckettian whom I met a few years ago, when I saw him doing an extraordinary production of Beckett’s ‘Company.’ George Bartenieff, whom I had met in passing many times, always looked to me like Clove from ‘Endgame.’ ‘’ .”Mr. Thomas, discussing his casting coup during an interview the other day, spoke of the ”Beckettian qualities” of his three stars. ”I’d been an admirer of Julian’s for a long time, and there is something about his body, face, and mind – his aura of solemnity and peace – that strikes me as quintessentially Beckettian,” the director said. ”Fred Neumann is an old Beckettian whom I met a few years ago, when I saw him doing an extraordinary production of Beckett’s ‘Company.’ George Bartenieff, whom I had met in passing many times, always looked to me like Clove from ‘Endgame.’ ”

Mr. Bartenieff, with his wife, Crystal Field, is the co-founder and co- artistic director of Theater for the New City, the East Village company that has won more than 25 Obie awards and presented the New York premiere of Sam Shepard’s ”Buried Child.” Fred Neumann is a founder of Mabou Mines, the experimental theater collective, and recently won an Obie in the company’s production of Franz Xavier Kroetz’s ”Through the Leaves.” And Julian Beck, as a co- founder of the Living Theater, with his wife, Judith Malina, is an experimental theater legend. His appearance in ”Samuel Beckett Trilogy” will be his first stage performance outside his own troupe in 20 years.

Mr. Beck sees his monologue as being about ”the vacuity of existence in so many lives and our intense concentration on relatively insignificant things.” He added, ”It seems to me a critique of human sensibility in its present stage of evolution. But it ends with a significant note of survival and hope.”

Mr. Thomas, describing his approach to the works, returned to Mr. Neumann’s musical analogy. ”All three pieces are being directed very much on the brink of bursting into music, because in all of Beckett’s work you’re dealing with a mind conducting a dialectic. I like to divide it up in sounds. But in the end, these voices and the hidden emotional resources within them are different versions and evolutionary stages of a single being.”

 

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Brazilian newspaper opens up to my intimacy

Brazilian paper EXTRA reprints my nudes

This is the link:

https://geraldthomasblog.wordpress.com/2019/07/03/hidden-and-not-so-hidden-nudes-gerald-thomas-at-65/

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Jornal EXTRA reproduz matéria sobre as minhas fotos (nuas) publicadas nesse blog: repercussão!

 

O Jornal EXTRA se refere a esse post: https://geraldthomasblog.wordpress.com/2019/07/03/hidden-and-not-so-hidden-nudes-gerald-thomas-at-65/

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MANIFESTO # 2019 WITHOUT the nude.

@ Gerald Thomas – work in progress.

 

“Tetanus, Daedalus, Pluribus”  – the ones who’ve lost their wings?

Nietzsche didn’t get anywhere by “adoring” people. In fact, quite the opposite. His “blossoming” – shall we say – began as soon as he started rejecting or killing the image of his master, Richard Wagner.

Wagner was a screamer.

Nietzsche needed to be a double “creamer”.

I could go around citing and quoting all those I admire,

the artists I admire, the philosophers and thinkers I admire. But where would it lead? Not to any G-spot of intellectual stimulation. That’s for certain. These icons were the forerunners of my cause, they ran all the way to the summit of all mountaintops but to go on grinding their names is useless.

Che Guevara left Castro and Cienfuegos as soon as the Cuban Revolution had synthesized simply because he KNEW it was going to become a status quo. By why Che?

KNEW was also New York’s very best progressive rock radio station. It was also the station through which I learned of the assassination of John Lennon. Scot Muni came on the air at 10:30pm and announced it. I pulled up in front of the Gramercy Park Hotel and felt a shock (similar only to the one I would feel on the morning of 9/11).

Oh, yes: I was born in one of the rooms at the Gramercy Park Hotel.

Did I scream? I don’t remember.

Did I scream when the towers were hit and then collapsed?

I don’t think so. Most screams are silent.

Now, screaming of all kinds has become the status quo.

Warhol had predicted that.

But, then again, Freud had predicted so much more.

Not to mention …Goethe. Or Hegel. Or… Kant.

Or Shakespeare.

 Well, Moses and Aaron and Jesus and…yes!

 Cacá Diegues had foreseen all this: “Careful with these patrulhas ideologicas”. Caetano Veloso was even more of a clairvoyant (or was he just being post- Lacanian in  “É Proibido Proibir” (Il est interdit d’interdire”) in this  French Revolution of, say , its 1968 edition). Yeah.

There’s no “cairevoyency” in philosophy. There’s no palm reading in philosophy. But there is CANNIBALISM. And there is “Oswaldism” and his “antropophagic idea”. DEVOUR EVERYTHINHG WHILE YOU CAN !

 I cannot stress enough how ISOLATED and how DESOLATE it feels !

What?

Yes, I mean, the digestion. It’s complex. After “devouring” everything.

What does?

 Everything. The world. Comprehension….the lack of comprehension…. Of life…. Of life and death, this crazy cycle….and….LOVE.

We INSULT everyone. And why?

Because it seems as though we don’t care. But we do care. But – in a war – we have to make it look as if we don’t. So we scream, we punch, we kick and we do that precisely AGAINST those whom we love or seem to have loved.

I know. It makes no sense. But just like any modernist movement itself, we need to annihilate the past or anything in our paths. So our motto – our war anthem, our bravado and our target becomes the object of our love. But this is NOT what we feel. This is not HOW we are able to feel.

What?

Yes, and that means (in principle) that any ideology is, by nature, unfaithful. It wants to fuck your lovers, wants to caress your family, to rob you of your feelings. It’s  sentimental treason. It’s theft.

Of course, the one who writes and feels all this anguish could simply vanish.

Vanish like a lost Beckettian character and simply apply some kind of “survival” mode to his existence and….

 

  • I have a question: Is this perhaps why people build families ? have children and so on?

Yes, they want to be surrounded by a team which roots for them.

“it has never been so bad”, she says to me.

“it? It what?”

 “Things. The world.”

 Really? Do people realize that we live in a period of (relative) PEACE ? Yes, no WORLD WARS in 74 years? SEVENTY FOUR YEARS and no world engagement in a worldwide war conflict. Regional conflicts? Yes! But…

-Do you have electricity?

-Running water?

-Do you go out at night?

 People’s assessment of the world is as shallow as the cartilage in their noses are thin.

 Nietzsche didn’t get anywhere by “adoring” people. In fact, quite the opposite. His “blossoming” – shall we say – began as soon as he started rejecting or killing the image of his master, Richard Wagner. Nobody wants….to be a number where “abode lost bodies roam each searching for its lost one”, this unnamable short story by Beckett which is stunningly true.

But life, its bitterness, disappointments, broken promises and failed ideologies and this horrible FIGHT against time, the laughter of the crowds while you rot, the rooting of the crowds white you get shot, slowly, slowly brings you to a “hater”.

Yes, a “hater” or an “isolator” just like as in Gregor Samsa in Kafka’s bug story, reminding you minute by minute that you are, as you’ve  always been: ALONE.

Gerald Thomas

NYC – July 11, 2019

MY favorite link: TOTAL EXPOSURE:

https://geraldthomasblog.wordpress.com/2019/07/03/hidden-and-not-so-hidden-nudes-gerald-thomas-at-65/

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MANIFESTO # 2019..“Things. The world.” Gerald Thomas at 65 !

@ Gerald Thomas – work in progress.

 

“Tetanus, Daedalus, Pluribus”  – the ones who’ve lost their wings?

Nietzsche didn’t get anywhere by “adoring” people. In fact, quite the opposite. His “blossoming” – shall we say – began as soon as he started rejecting or killing the image of his master, Richard Wagner.

Wagner was a screamer.

Nietzsche needed to be a double “creamer”.

I could go around citing and quoting all those I admire,

the artists I admire, the philosophers and thinkers I admire. But where would it lead? Not to any G-spot of intellectual stimulation. That’s for certain. These icons were the forerunners of my cause, they ran all the way to the summit of all mountaintops but to go on grinding their names is useless.

Che Guevara left Castro and Cienfuegos as soon as the Cuban Revolution had synthesized simply because he KNEW it was going to become a status quo. By why Che?

KNEW was also New York’s very best progressive rock radio station. It was also the station through which I learned of the assassination of John Lennon. Scot Muni came on the air at 10:30pm and announced it. I pulled up in front of the Gramercy Park Hotel and felt a shock (similar only to the one I would feel on the morning of 9/11).

Oh, yes: I was born in one of the rooms at the Gramercy Park Hotel.

Did I scream? I don’t remember.

Did I scream when the towers were hit and then collapsed?

I don’t think so. Most screams are silent.

Now, screaming of all kinds has become the status quo.

Warhol had predicted that.

But, then again, Freud had predicted so much more.

Not to mention …Goethe. Or Hegel. Or… Kant.

Or Shakespeare.

 Well, Moses and Aaron and Jesus and…yes!

 Cacá Diegues had foreseen all this: “Careful with these patrulhas ideologicas”. Caetano Veloso was even more of a clairvoyant (or was he just being post- Lacanian in  “É Proibido Proibir” (Il est interdit d’interdire”) in this  French Revolution of, say , its 1968 edition). Yeah.

There’s no “cairevoyency” in philosophy. There’s no palm reading in philosophy. But there is CANNIBALISM. And there is “Oswaldism” and his “antropophagic idea”. DEVOUR EVERYTHINHG WHILE YOU CAN !

 I cannot stress enough how ISOLATED and how DESOLATE it feels !

What?

Yes, I mean, the digestion. It’s complex. After “devouring” everything.

What does?

 Everything. The world. Comprehension….the lack of comprehension…. Of life…. Of life and death, this crazy cycle….and….LOVE.

We INSULT everyone. And why?

Because it seems as though we don’t care. But we do care. But – in a war – we have to make it look as if we don’t. So we scream, we punch, we kick and we do that precisely AGAINST those whom we love or seem to have loved.

I know. It makes no sense. But just like any modernist movement itself, we need to annihilate the past or anything in our paths. So our motto – our war anthem, our bravado and our target becomes the object of our love. But this is NOT what we feel. This is not HOW we are able to feel.

What?

Yes, and that means (in principle) that any ideology is, by nature, unfaithful. It wants to fuck your lovers, wants to caress your family, to rob you of your feelings. It’s  sentimental treason. It’s theft.

Of course, the one who writes and feels all this anguish could simply vanish.

Vanish like a lost Beckettian character and simply apply some kind of “survival” mode to his existence and….

 

  • I have a question: Is this perhaps why people build families ? have children and so on?

Yes, they want to be surrounded by a team which roots for them.

“it has never been so bad”, she says to me.

“it? It what?”

 “Things. The world.”

 Really? Do people realize that we live in a period of (relative) PEACE ? Yes, no WORLD WARS in 74 years? SEVENTY FOUR YEARS and no world engagement in a worldwide war conflict. Regional conflicts? Yes! But…

-Do you have electricity?

-Running water?

-Do you go out at night?

 People’s assessment of the world is as shallow as the cartilage in their noses are thin.

 Nietzsche didn’t get anywhere by “adoring” people. In fact, quite the opposite. His “blossoming” – shall we say – began as soon as he started rejecting or killing the image of his master, Richard Wagner. Nobody wants….to be a number where “abode lost bodies roam each searching for its lost one”, this unnamable short story by Beckett which is stunningly true.

But life, its bitterness, disappointments, broken promises and failed ideologies and this horrible FIGHT against time, the laughter of the crowds while you rot, the rooting of the crowds white you get shot, slowly, slowly brings you to a “hater”.

Yes, a “hater” or an “isolator” just like as in Gregor Samsa in Kafka’s bug story, reminding you minute by minute that you are, as you’ve  always been: ALONE.

Gerald Thomas

NYC – July 11, 2019

Bahamas June 2019

 

 

 

—-work in progress – @GERALD THOMAS NYC – JUKY 11, 2019——–

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G T Body Parts 2019

K Nee + foot GT 2019

K Hand GT 2019

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