Archive for the ‘Guy R. Beining’ Category
Entry 1692 — Beining to the Rescue Again
Wednesday, January 14th, 2015
For the third day in a row I was running around most of the day. In the morning I had my teeth cleaned, in the process finding out I had three cavities that would be shoving me further into credit card debt in two weeks. In the afternoon riding five miles to pick up a prescription, do some marketing and pick up my dead external hard drive, then five miles back, on a crummy cold-for-Florida, overcast day.
I thought the drive worth picking up in hopes one day there will be some breakthrough allowing its data to be retrieved for less than a thousand dollars. Hey, I just thought of a good plot for a thriller. Someone like me needs data retrieved from a drive gone bad, so convinces the CIA he’s a soviet spy (i.e., works for Putin) and has important info on his bad drive.
In short, I’m again too beat to come up with anything of my own for a blog entry. So it was lucky that a post card from Guy Beining with the following was in my mailbox:
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Entry 1666 — Back to Beining
Friday, December 19th, 2014
Here’s the latest image I got from Guy R. Beining:
It is part of a letter it grieves me to report on. He asks if I think I could sell works like it on my website, suggesting a price of $200 for this. I’d get a 33% commission on all sales. Gah. If I had any semblance of economic security, I’d buy this and four others sight unseen for $200 each. I grieve because I know I can’t sell anything here, at any price. I once offered 25 RASPbooks for $50 and Karl Kempton was the only one to buy a set (and he ain’t rich). No complaints, because I hardly ever buy anything of anyone else’s. Not only don’t I have the money to, but my concept-appreciation to ornament-appreciation (like the feel of hardened acylic, etc., even the size of an image) is much higher than most lovers of visimagery’s (i.e., “visual art”), so Internet access rather than physical ownership is enough for me in almost all cases.
Of course, I also grieve because Guy’s stuff should be in bigTime museums with articles in ARTnews about it. If he can’t get the recognition he deserves, who can? Or am I so out of it that I don’t see how much better New York stuff is than the above?
I wish I had time to really deal with the above critically, but the year is about to end, and I have so much to do! For instance, I still haven’t finished either of my next two columns for Small Press Review, and I’ve had full-length fairly decent rough drafts of both of them ready for a final attack for over a week. Wotta life.
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Entry 1584 — Beining, Again, at his Frequent Best
Sunday, September 28th, 2014
As any of you who have been visitors here for a while will know, Guy Beining is a good friend of mine (however annoyed I sometimes get with him for refusing to get a computer!) and one of the artists who has long been on my list of the ten poets with whose work I’m familiar is clearly at least as good as that of any major prize-winner and clearly at least a magnitude of order more important. He is now on the mend from congestive heart failure and doing well enough to have sent me two letters recently. On of them included this, which I find exceptionally good, even for him:
I’m too busy with my novel to say more about them here. The novel, by the way, has me suddenly feeling better (in a non-ecstatic way) than I’ve been in for ten or twenty years. I really like the chapters I’ve worked through recently and feel like the novel will be a valuable contribution to the Culture of my Time after having doubts of that for over a week.
Before I go, here’s a noun I looked up a little while to be certain of its meaning as an adjective and found out it has the following meaning as a noun, as I suspect a lot of people know but I didn’t and believe I ought to: “substantive, a word or group of words functioning acts as a noun.”
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Entry 1547 — 2 Pages from Outside the End
Saturday, August 23rd, 2014
Entry 1546 — The Beining Exhibit Continues
Friday, August 22nd, 2014
Entry 1545 — Back to Beining
Thursday, August 21st, 2014
All I can say about this is that the ink drawing is typical Beining, and I really like it. Tubes instead of lines (wires?) in places seems to me brilliant, for some reason. I have no idea how original it is. It suggests subdermal invasion, but–possibly only to me–tubing and wiring that strange biological accidents leak out of. Of course, the page (the second half of which is outside the end of the book) is mainly a highly sophisticated adventure of theme and variation.
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Entry 1544 — Outside the End
Wednesday, August 20th, 2014
I’m hoping against hope to take care of the three or four reviews and the one column I have left to write for Small Press Review today, so am just posting the front and back covers of Guy R. Beining’s 2007 chapbook, Outside the End, here today:
He and Marilyn Rosenberg are just two of a dozen or more of my friends in poetry whom I consider at least an order of magnitude more interesting artistically than any of our country’s poet laureates, Pulitzer Prize winners and others consider worth discussion by our visible literary critics and can’t understand why they are ignored. More for Outside the End tomorrow, perhaps with a few comments on it.
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Entry 1364 — From Guy’s Postcard
Friday, February 7th, 2014
Entry 1355 — A Beining Cover
Wednesday, January 29th, 2014
Going through my RASPbooks, I found I hadn’t done very many covers. The ones I did generally use samples of the works within. That’s the case here:
The pen&ink is one of several like it in the book, the mask (or whatever) is part of one of Guy’s collages. The heart is mine. An excellent cover, I think, and not a bad visimage, but 88% Beining, only 12% Grumman.
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