“the best music always comes from somewhere else”

The potential of this kind of work lies in its ability to pervert reality. This is not to say distort reality, to make it into a “cruel illusion,” but transform it: to manipulate and reconfigure reality according to one’s impulses and for its own sake.

Barry Schwabsky brings us Alberto Savinio's memories of the poet and painter Max Jacob.

with paintings by Varda Caivano

“If there has ever been a present to work in spite of, it is ours, but how different was that of the late nineteenth century? Or rather, is there a present? No such thing, thought Mallarmé — just a gap that the news tries to paper over.“