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The earÂly years of the SoviÂet Union roiled with interÂnal tenÂsions, intrigues, and ideÂoÂlogÂiÂcal warÂfare, and the new empire’s art reflectÂed its uneasy hetÂeroÂdoxy. ForÂmalÂists, FuturÂists, SupreÂmaÂtists, ConÂstrucÂtivists, and othÂer schools minÂgled, pubÂlished jourÂnals, criÂtiqued and reviewed each other’s work, and like modÂernists elseÂwhere in the world, experÂiÂmentÂed with every posÂsiÂble mediÂum, includÂing those just comÂing into their own at the beginÂning of the 20th cenÂtuÂry, like film and phoÂtogÂraÂphy.
These two mediÂums, along with radio, also hapÂpened to serve as the priÂmaÂry means of proÂpaÂganÂdizÂing SoviÂet citÂiÂzens and carÂryÂing the mesÂsages of the ParÂty in ways everyÂone could underÂstand. And like much of the rest of the world, phoÂtogÂraÂphy engenÂdered its own conÂsumer culÂture.
Out of these comÂpetÂing impulsÂes came SoviÂet PhoÂto (SovetÂskoe foto), a monthÂly phoÂtogÂraÂphy magÂaÂzine feaÂturÂing, writes KseÂnia Nouril at the MuseÂum of ModÂern Art’s site, “ediÂtoÂriÂals, letÂters, artiÂcles, and phoÂtoÂgraphÂic essays alongÂside adverÂtiseÂments for phoÂtogÂraÂphy, phoÂtoÂgraphÂic processÂes, and phoÂtoÂgraphÂic chemÂiÂcals and equipÂment.”
SoviÂet PhoÂto was not foundÂed by artists, but by a phoÂtoÂjourÂnalÂist, Arkady Shaikhet, in 1926 (see the first issue’s covÂer at the top). Though its audiÂence priÂmarÂiÂly conÂsistÂed of a “SoviÂet amaÂteur phoÂtogÂraÂphers and phoÂto clubs,” its earÂly years freely mixed docÂuÂmenÂtary, didacÂtiÂcism, and experÂiÂmenÂtal art. It pubÂlished the “works of interÂnaÂtionÂal and proÂfesÂsionÂal phoÂtogÂraÂphers” and that of avant-gardists like ConÂstrucÂtivist painter and graphÂic designÂer AlekÂsander RodÂchenko.
The aesÂthetÂic purges under Stalin—in which artists and writÂers one after anothÂer fell vicÂtim to charges of elitÂism and obscurantism—also played out in the pages of SoviÂet PhoÂto. “Even before SocialÂist RealÂism was decreed to be the offiÂcial style of the SoviÂet Union in 1934,” Nouril writes, “the works of avant-garde phoÂtogÂraÂphers,” includÂing RodÂchenko, “were denounced as forÂmalÂist (implyÂing that they reflectÂed a forÂeign and elitÂist style).” SoviÂet PhoÂto boyÂcotted Rodchenko’s work in 1928 and “throughÂout the 1930s this state-sancÂtioned jourÂnal became increasÂingÂly conÂserÂvÂaÂtive,” emphaÂsizÂing “conÂtent over form.”
This does not mean that that the conÂtents of the magÂaÂzine were inelÂeÂgant or pedesÂtriÂan. Though it once briefly bore the name ProÂleÂtarskoe foto (ProÂleÂtariÂat PhoÂtogÂraÂphy), and tendÂed toward monÂuÂmenÂtal and indusÂtriÂal subÂjects, war phoÂtogÂraÂphy, and ideÂalÂizaÂtions of SoviÂet life durÂing the StalÂinÂist years. After the 60s thaw, experÂiÂmenÂtal phoÂtomonÂtages returned, and more abstract comÂpoÂsiÂtions became comÂmonÂplace. SoviÂet PhoÂto also kept pace with many glossy magÂaÂzines in the West, with stunÂning full-colÂor phoÂtoÂjourÂnalÂism and, after glasÂnost and the fall of the Berlin wall, high fashÂion and adverÂtisÂing phoÂtogÂraÂphy.
Fans of phoÂtogÂraÂphy, SoviÂet hisÂtoÂry, or some meaÂsure of both, can folÂlow SoviÂet PhoÂto’s evoÂluÂtion in a huge archive feaÂturÂing 437 digÂiÂtized issues, pubÂlished between 1926 and 1991. Expect to find a gap between 1942 and 1956, when pubÂliÂcaÂtion ceased “due to World War II and the war’s afterÂefÂfects.” Aside from these years and a few othÂer missÂing months, the archive conÂtains nearÂly every issue of SoviÂet PhoÂto, free to browse or downÂload in varÂiÂous forÂmats. “Dig deep enough,” writes phoÂto blog PetaPixÂel, “and you’ll find some realÂly interÂestÂing (and surÂprisÂingÂly familÂiar) things in there.” Enter the archive here.
The webÂsite RockScenÂester, assemÂbled by Ryan RichardÂson, has creÂatÂed a comÂplete online archive of Rock Scene magÂaÂzine, which ran from 1973 through 1982.
In the book There Goes GravÂiÂty: A Life in Rock and Roll, Rock Scene’sco-founder Lisa RobinÂson writes, the magÂaÂzine “was printÂed on cheap paper and the ink came off on your hands.” “It was an irrevÂerÂent, cult music magÂaÂzine that docÂuÂmentÂed and glamÂorÂized the rise of glamÂrock and punk rock.” “Part fanzine, part tabloid, Rock Scenewas where you could see what hapÂpened before or after the show, parÂticÂuÂlarÂly at parÂties and backÂstage.” “Years after Rock Scenewas out out print,” RobinÂson conÂtinÂues, “musicians–Michael Stipe, Duran Duran’s Nick Rhodes, Pearl Jam’s Jeff Ament, Thurston Moore, Chrissie HynÂde and many others–would tell me that they grew up tryÂing to find it in their small towns.” They wouldÂn’t have that probÂlem today.
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“I’m tired of polÂiÂtics, I just want to talk about my art,” I someÂtimes hear artists—and musiÂcians, actors, writÂers, etc.—say. And I someÂtimes see their fans say, “you should shut up about polÂiÂtics and just talk about your art.” GivÂen the curÂrent onslaught of politÂiÂcal news, comÂmenÂtary, scanÂdal, and alarm, these are both underÂstandÂable senÂtiÂments. But anyÂone who thinks that art and polÂiÂtics once occuÂpied sepÂaÂrate spheres harÂbors a hisÂtorÂiÂcalÂly naĂŻve belief. The arts have always been politÂiÂcal, and all the more so durÂing times of high draÂma and tenÂsion like the one we live in now. We can look, for examÂple, to John Milton’s ParÂadise Lost, Jacques-Louis David’s Death of Marat, or Pablo Picasso’s GuerÂniÂca, just to menÂtion three parÂticÂuÂlarÂly strikÂing hisÂtorÂiÂcal examÂples.
The politÂiÂcal acts of avant-garde artists like PicasÂso in the 20th cenÂtuÂry were as much revÂoÂluÂtions in form as in conÂtent, and we begin to see the most radÂiÂcal stateÂments emerge in the teens and twenÂties with Dada, SurÂreÂalÂism, and othÂer modÂernisms: someÂtimes explicÂitÂly politÂiÂcal in their orientation—spanning the gamut from anarÂchism to fascism—sometimes more subÂtly parÂtiÂsan.
This periÂod was also, perÂhaps not coinÂciÂdenÂtalÂly, the GoldÂen Age of the arts jourÂnal, when every moveÂment, cirÂcle, and splinÂter group in Europe and the U.S. had its own pubÂliÂcaÂtion. For many years now, PrinceÂton University’s Blue MounÂtain Project, a joint effort from “scholÂars, librarÂiÂans, curaÂtors, and digÂiÂtal humanÂiÂties researchers,” has archived comÂplete issues of sevÂerÂal such jourÂnals, and we’ve feaÂtured a couÂple notable examÂples in preÂviÂous posts.
Not every avant-garde arts jourÂnal had a clear ideÂoÂlogÂiÂcal misÂsion, but they all repÂreÂsentÂed aesÂthetÂic proÂgrams that strongÂly reactÂed against the staÂtus quo. The artists of the so-called VienÂna SecesÂsion broke away from AssoÂciÂaÂtion of AusÂtriÂan Artists to protest its conÂserÂvatism. Their jourÂnal, Ver Sacrum, furÂther up, joined the flowÂing, intriÂcate, and pasÂsionÂate designs of Art NouÂveau and GerÂman JugendÂstil artists, who creÂatÂed the look of the Weimar RepubÂlic and the Jazz Age. ConÂtribÂuÂtors includÂed GusÂtav Klimt, KoloÂman Moser, and Josef HoffÂmann.
EarÂliÂer this year, Leigh Haber, book ediÂtor ofO, The Oprah MagÂaÂzine, reached out to MurÂray to see if he’d share some of his favorite poems in celÂeÂbraÂtion of NationÂal PoetÂry Month. In true MurÂray-esque fashÂion, he waitÂed until deadÂline to return her call, sugÂgestÂing that they meet in his room at the CarÂlyle, where he would recite his choicÂes in perÂson.
At the top of the page, MurÂray reads the poem at a benÂeÂfit for New York’s Poets House, adoptÂing a light accent sugÂgestÂed by the dialect of the narÂraÂtor, a mirÂror full of appreÂciÂaÂtion for the poet’s womÂanÂly body. Clifton said that the “germ” of the poem was visÂitÂing her husÂband at HarÂvard, and feelÂing out of place among all the slim young coeds. ThusÂly does MurÂray posiÂtion himÂself as a hero to every female above the age of … you decide.
KinÂnell, who sought to enlivÂen a dreaÂry bowl of oatÂmeal with such dinÂing comÂpanÂions as Keats, Spenser and MilÂton, shared Murray’s playÂful senÂsiÂbilÂiÂty. In an interÂview conÂductÂed as part of Michele Root-Bernstein’s WorldÂplay Project he remarked:
… it doesn’t seem like play at the time of doing it, but part of the whole conÂstruct of the work, and even though the work might be extremeÂly seriÂous and even morose, still there’s that eleÂment of play that is just an insepÂaÂraÂble part of it.
MurÂray told O, which incorÂrectÂly reportÂed the poem’s title as “I Love You SweetÂheart” that he expeÂriÂenced this one as a vibraÂtion on the inside of his ribs “where the meat is most tenÂder.” It would make a terÂrifÂic scene in a movie, and who betÂter to play the lover riskÂing his life to misÂspell a term of endearÂment on a bridge than Bill MurÂray?
Alas, we could find no footage of Nye readÂing her loveÂly poem aloud, but you can read it in full over at The PoetÂry FounÂdaÂtion. It’s easy to see why it speaks to MurÂray.
Ayun HalÂlÂiÂday is an author, illusÂtraÂtor, theÂater makÂer and Chief PriÂmaÂtolÂoÂgist of the East VilÂlage Inky zine. Her play ZamÂboni Godot is openÂing in New York City in March 2017. FolÂlow her @AyunHalliday.
H.G. Wells’ tales of fanÂtasÂtiÂcal invenÂtions, nevÂer-before-seen beings, time travÂel, and alien invaÂsion pracÂtiÂcalÂly cry out for visuÂal and sonÂic accomÂpaÂniÂment. Of all the othÂer artists’ interÂpreÂtaÂtions of his 1898 novÂel The War of the Worlds, Orson Welles’ infaÂmous HalÂloween 1938 radio broadÂcast remains best known, but varÂiÂous illusÂtraÂtors have also brought the stoÂry of merÂciÂlessÂly destrucÂtive MarÂtians’ arrival on Earth to equalÂly vivid life. Last year, we feaÂtured BrazilÂian illusÂtraÂtor HenÂrique Alvim CorÂrĂŞa’s horÂriÂfyÂing work for the 1906 ediÂtion; today, we go back before TheWar of the Worlds’ first ediÂtion to behold the aliens as renÂdered by WarÂwick GobÂle.
“I’m doing the dearÂest litÂtle serÂiÂal for PearÂsonÂ’s new magÂaÂzine,” Wells wrote to a friend, “in which I comÂpleteÂly wreck and sack WokÂing — killing my neighÂbours in painful and eccenÂtric ways — then proÂceed via Kingston and RichÂmond to LonÂdon, which I sack, selectÂing South KensÂingÂton for feats of pecuÂliar atrocÂiÂty.” That dearÂest litÂtle serÂiÂal, after its 1897 run in PearÂsonÂ’s MagÂaÂzine in the U.K. and CosÂmopoliÂtan in the U.S., appeared the next year in book form as The War of the Worlds, a comÂmon pubÂliÂcaÂtion proÂceÂdure for popÂuÂlar EngÂlish-lanÂguage novÂels in the 19th and earÂly 20th cenÂtuÂry.
“The stoÂry is still a bit rough round the edges,” writes sci-fi author John Guy ColÂlick, but “what makes the magÂaÂzine speÂcial are the fanÂtasÂtic illusÂtraÂtions by WarÂwick GobÂle. These are the first picÂtures of the MarÂtians and their tripods and, I think, the best.” He praisÂes their low-tech style and their faithÂfulÂness to the text: “in the novÂel Wells is at pains to point out that the MarÂtÂian legs are rigid,” not articÂuÂlatÂed as the films and othÂer illusÂtraÂtions have tendÂed to porÂtray them.” The MarÂtians themÂselves he conÂsidÂers a “bit too cute, though they are the first attempt to visuÂalise beings from anothÂer world,” and these depicÂtions of terÂror from anothÂer planÂet (more of which you can see here) cerÂtainÂly marked a deparÂture in GobÂle’s chilÂdren’s book-oriÂentÂed career. Even an artist of whimÂsy has to cause a few nightÂmares once in a while.
Seen from the taxi, on the long ride in from the airÂport, the place looked slowÂer, shabÂbier, and, in defiÂance of all chronolÂoÂgy, oldÂer than New York… the low buildÂings, the indusÂtriÂal plants, and the railÂroad crossÂings at grade proÂduced less the feelÂing of being in a great city than of ridÂing through an endÂless sucÂcesÂsion of facÂtoÂry-town main streets.
The Chicagoan, a homeÂgrown pubÂliÂcaÂtion that intenÂtionÂalÂly mimÂicÂked The New YorkÂer in both design and conÂtent, offers a difÂferÂent take. From 1926 to 1935, it strove to counÂterÂact the city’s thugÂgish repÂuÂtaÂtion (Al Capone, anyÂone?) by drawÂing attenÂtion to its culÂturÂal offerÂings and high sociÂety doings.
OutÂside of ChicaÂgo, no one cared much. HavÂing failed to repliÂcate TheNew Yorker’s nationÂal sucÂcess, it foldÂed, leavÂing behind very few surÂvivÂing copies.
Neil HarÂris, a UniÂverÂsiÂty of ChicaÂgo ProÂfesÂsor EmerÂiÂtus of HisÂtoÂry, has rightÂed that wrong by arrangÂing for the uniÂverÂsiÂty library’s near comÂplete colÂlecÂtion of Chicagoans to be uploaded to a searchÂable online dataÂbase.
The covÂers have a Jazz Age vibranÂcy, as do artiÂcles, adverÂtiseÂments, and carÂtoons aimed at Chicago’s smart set. There’s even a Helen HokinÂson carÂtoon, in the form of a BorÂden cheese ad.
A search for Lieblings yieldÂed but two:
CopyÂright The Quigley PubÂlishÂing ComÂpaÂny, a DiviÂsion of QP Media, Inc.
One from DecemÂber 1, 1934, above, name checks pianist Emil Liebling in an artiÂcle revisÂitÂing the 1897 ChristÂmas issue of anothÂer bygone ChicaÂgo paper, the SatÂurÂday Evening HerÂald.
CopyÂright The Quigley PubÂlishÂing ComÂpaÂny, a DiviÂsion of QP Media, Inc.
Four years earÂliÂer, in Vol. 9, No. 3, Robert Pollack’s MusiÂcal Notes colÂumn made menÂtion of Leonard Liebling, a critÂic for the New York AmerÂiÂcan… (I can hear A.J. beyond-the-grave snickÂerÂing even now).
Ayun HalÂlÂiÂday is an author, illusÂtraÂtor, theÂater makÂer and Chief PriÂmaÂtolÂoÂgist of the East VilÂlage Inky zine. Her latÂest script, FawnÂbook, is availÂable in a digÂiÂtal ediÂtion from Indie TheÂater Now. FolÂlow her @AyunHalliday.
You’ve likeÂly heard a good deal recently—especially if you hang around these parts—about the 100th anniverÂsary of Dada, supÂposÂedÂly begun when poet and Cabaret Voltaire ownÂer Hugo Ball penned his manÂiÂfesto in 1916 and began disÂsemÂiÂnatÂing the ideas of the nascent anti-art moveÂment. This makes a conÂveÂnient oriÂgin stoÂry, as they say in the comics, and helps us conÂtexÂtuÂalÂize the avant-garde exploÂsion that folÂlowed. But, hisÂtorÂiÂcalÂly speakÂing, there is no such thing as creÂation ex nihiÂlo, and the beginÂnings of Dada—before Ball coined the name—lie furÂther back in time. (We might refer to the disÂtincÂtion Edward Said makes between a divine “oriÂgin” and a secÂuÂlar “beginÂning.”)
We could, as many do, sitÂuÂate the beginÂnings of Dada in the preÂviÂous cenÂtuÂry, in Alfred Jarry’s bizarre 1896 play Ubu Roi or Erik Satie’s minÂiÂmalÂist late 19th cenÂtuÂry GymnoÂpeÂdies. We might also refer to an arts magÂaÂzine in New York that preÂcedÂed TrisÂtan Tzara’s Dada and Ball’s sinÂgle issue Cabaret Voltaire. EditÂed by famed phoÂtogÂraÂphÂer and art proÂmotÂer Alfred Stieglitz, the jourÂnal 291 ran for 12 issues between 1915 and 1916 and is known, writes Dada-Companion.com, as “the first expresÂsion of the dada esthetÂic in the UnitÂed States; proÂto-dada, actuÂalÂly, dada avant la letÂtre, before dada had startÂed in ZĂĽrich in 1916.” Along with the UniÂverÂsiÂty of Iowa, Ubuweb hosts the entire 12-issue print run, “a finanÂcial fiasÂco” in its day, “failÂing to sell more than eight subÂscripÂtions on velÂlum and a hunÂdred on ordiÂnary paper…. In the end Stieglitz sold the entire backÂstock to a ragÂpickÂer for $5.80.”
Despite this ingloÂriÂous end, 291 is notable not only for its proÂto-dada status—and for feaÂturÂing the work of modÂernists like Georges Braque, GuilÂlaume ApolÂliÂnaire, and latÂer Dada and SurÂreÂalÂist artist FranÂcis Picabia; the magÂaÂzine also “occuÂpies an interÂestÂing posiÂtion among the jourÂnals of modÂernist art” as “the first magÂaÂzine to style itself as a work of art in its own right.” You can get a sense of its artistry in the covÂers you see here, and downÂload every issue of the magÂaÂzine at Ubuweb or at the UniÂverÂsiÂty of Iowa’s InterÂnaÂtionÂal Dada Archive. You’ll also see the magazine’s unusuÂal format—from odd litÂtle topÂiÂcal items of the sort you’d find in a local newsÂpaÂper to fasÂciÂnatÂing visuÂal poetÂry like “MenÂtal ReacÂtions,” below, by Agnes Ernst MeyÂer. What we can’t get from the digÂiÂtal copies, unforÂtuÂnateÂly, is the full sense of 291’s “draÂmatÂic form” in its “giganÂtic folio forÂmat.”
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