Groeningemuseum, Bruges, Belgium

The Flaying of the Corrupt Judge Sisamnes (1498-99) – Gérard David

Went to Bruges yesterday and visited the Groeningemuseum which houses Bruges’s collection of Flemish Primitives. The primary attraction was Bosch’s triptych of The Last Judgement. The most vivid memory of my (short) visit was Gérard David’s gruesome painting of The Flaying of the Corrupt Judge Sisamnes (1498-99).

According to Herodotos, Sisamnes was a corrupt judge under Cambyses II of Persia. He accepted a bribe and delivered an unjust verdict. As a result, the king had him arrested and flayed alive. His skin was then used to cover the seat in which his son would sit in judgement. Sisamnes was the subject of two paintings by Gerard David, “The Arrestation of Sisamnes” and “Flaying of Sisamnes” both done in 1498. Together they make up the Cambyses diptych. —http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sisamnes [Sept 2006]

A similarly themed painting is Apollo Flaying Marsyas (1637) – Jusepe de Ribera

See also: art horrorFlemish Primitives1400s

English criticism of Michel Houellebecq

Stephen Mitchelmore in This Space:

I have yet to read Michel Houellebecq. This is because I asked a friend (with infallible judgement), who had, for an opinion. Shrugging his shoulders and turning his mouth down at the corners, he said: nothing special … and when you have Thomas Bernhard

Ah yes, Thomas Bernhard: the funniest and, indeed, most readable literary iconoclast of European fiction. Odd, I’ve long thought, how the market for Houellebecq’s virulence and extremism doesn’t extend to Bernhard.

But maybe not so odd, I now think, having read John Banville’s Bookforum essay on the French writer, an essay that takes in Houellebecq’s long essay on HP Lovecraft. It seems Lovecraft is the clue to why Bernhard’s name is not read close to Houellebecq’s (except here of course). –Stephen Mitchelmore in This Space

Stephen Mitchelmore goes on to compare Lovecraft unfavourably to Borges.

A digression to Borges and Lovecraft by Bruce Lord:

I had read many of Jorge Luis Borges  short stories several years before discovering Lovecraft, let alone studying the latter seriously, and so the idea of Borges owing any debt to or admitting any influence from HPL was new and somewhat shocking to me when I first encountered it.  While reading “Dreams In The Witch House” for the first time, however, I found it to be quite Borgesian (I didn’t have any problem with taking such an anachronistic view of the relationship, as Borges has based entire stories around such errors).  The story of an increasingly alienated and detached academic who becomes lost in his field of study and ends up transcending the known laws of the universe reminded me of the hapless people caught in “The Library Of Babel.”  In a similar vein, both authors used the technique of referring to fictional literary and scientific sources as well as legitimate ones (often combining the two in lists of books or thinkers) in order to better facilitate their stories  fantastic elements.  –Bruce Lord via Contrasoma.

And here is more by Stephen Mitchelmore on Houellebecq.

Premature burial

Premature Burial (1854) – Antoine Wiertz

“Can you possibly conceive it. The unendurable oppression of the lungs, the stifling fumes of the earth, the rigid embrace of the coffin, the blackness of absolute night and the silence, like an overwhelming sea.” –Guy Carrell in The Premature Burial (1962)

See: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Premature_Burial

See also: graveasphyxiaE. A. Poe Antoine Wiertz

The praise of folly

My native town has an exhibition with the title The praise of folly (after the book by 16th century Dutch writer Erasmus). It features paintings by Antoine Wiertz, Félicien Rops, Léon Herbo, Armand Rassenfosse, Jan Steen, etc… and write-ups by Belgian writers. The exhibition is divided thematically in

  • Luxuria
  • Avaritia
  • Acedia
  • Ira
  • Invidia
  • Gula
  • Superbia

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Rosine à sa toilette (1865) – Antoine Wiertz

The Reader of Novels (1853) – Antoine Wiertz

Psyché () – Léon Herbo

Singulier Animal (1893) – Armand Rassenfosse

Couple in the Bedroom () – Jan Steen

Black Trombone (1962) – Serge Gainsbourg

Of all tracks that regularly enter my mind without a particular reason, Black Trombone (1962) is probably the most frequent. I love the power and melancholy of the trombone, the simplicity and honesty of the lyrics and the overall Euro-jazz feel. Question: who plays trombone on this track?

Black trombone
Monotone
Le trombone
C’est joli
Tourbillonne
Gramophone
Et bâillonne
Mon ennui

[…]

Black trombone
Monotone
C’est l’automne
De ma vie
Plus personne
Ne m’étonne
J’abandonne
C’est fini

This track first appeared on the 10 inch N°4 in 1962. It was written by Gainsbourg and arranged and orchestrated by Alain Goraguer.

It is available on this CD, released by French Mercury records in 1996:

Du Jazz dans le Ravin (1996) – Serge Gainsbourg
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The title is French for Jazz in the Ravine. All the tracks have a jazz, loungy feel and date from the late 1950s, early 1960s period. Serge released his debut single Ça n’vaut pas la peine d’en parler in 1954.

Highly recommended.

See also: 1962Serge GainsbourgAlain Goraguer

Dmitri Shostakovich (1906 – 1975)

Today would have been Russian composer Dmitri Shostakovich’s 100th birthday. Belgian classical radio station Klara is running a special on him and one of the most surprising elements in his biography is that he accompanied silent films during a substantial part of his life. If you listen closely, you can hear this aspect in some of his music. He also scored films. After his death, his music was used in several films including favourites Kubrick’s Eyes Wide Shut and Patrice Chéreau’s Intimacy. He also set one of my favourite short stories to music: Nikolai Gogol’s The Nose.

Rapture (2002) – Susan Minot

Rapture (2002) – Susan Minot
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Excerpt

It was amazing how much things could change between two people. That you could feel a person was your eternal mate one day and three months later bump into him in the flower district and hardly know what to say. It was after she’d fallen in love with him after they’d not been able to see each other on a friendly basis, so it was disorienting to see his figure standing there on the sidewalk, purporting to be like anyone else’s.

Review:

The concept of the tale drawn out through reflection during an extremely contained frame story has been done before. Well before Nicholson Baker’s Mezzanine shoe-horned a novel into a character’s ascending an escalator on his way to buy shoe laces, Wright Morris’ Field of Vision thrust a novel’s worth of thoughts into the minds of a few spectators watching a bullfight. One might even blame Laurence Sterne, whose “autobiography” of Tristram Shandy is perpetually delayed through digression, for begetting this trend of seeking plotless prose through cutesy narrative frames. Eventually someone will manage to cast an entire picaresque into a stifled yawn. It’s all just a question of scale. —http://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2004/12/which-just-happens-to-mimic-ms.html [Sept 2006]

Review:

Kay and Benjamin meet for lunch a year after their affair has ended. The relationship Benjamin was in at the time (with his fiancée, Vanessa) has also finished, but he still sees her from time to time. In fact, he is due to see Vanessa after lunch, though he doesn’t tell Kay that. Kay finds that, far from wearing off, her love for Benjamin is stronger than ever. She doesn’t tell him that. Both tell themselves they had no idea this was going to happen: they never for a moment thought they would end up in bed after a couple of innocent tomato sandwiches in her apartment. —http://books.guardian.co.uk/reviews/generalfiction/0,6121,780108,00.html [Sept 2006]

Interview:

Perhaps fellow Maine resident Stephen King imparted some dark psychic influence on Minot’s soul. “Yes, ‘Rapture’ is a horror story,” Minot says. “It definitely is. Many love affairs are.” She then gives a healthy horselaugh. “They can be as devastating as death and war.” —http://archive.salon.com/sex/feature/2002/02/25/minot/index1.html [Sept 2006]

Biography:

Susan Minot (b. December 7, 1956) is an American prize-winning novelist and short story author.

Born in Manchester, Massachusetts, Minot is the author of the novel, Monkeys (1986), which won the Prix Femina in 1988. She has also won the O. Henry Prize and the Pushcart Prize for her writing. —http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Susan_Minot [Sept 2006]

See also: American literaturefellatio in literature