Monthly Archives: December 2023

Memo for the Next Year

Posted on December 31, 2023 by jillbpearlman

When I said I believed in lightness, I wasn’t kidding.  Over and over, I return –not to escapism or fantasy or ostrich necks–but to dissolving solidity, breaking up the world’s fixity.   My holidays – as if a wild angel came reeling from the … Continue reading →

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Third Eye

Posted on December 17, 2023 by jillbpearlman

“A writer should write with his eyes and a painter paint with his ears,” Gertrude Stein famously said, in a tumult of the senses.  She was echoing Picasso, and the motif echoes loudly – as a rose is a rose is … Continue reading →

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Lightness Lost and Found

Posted on December 10, 2023 by jillbpearlman

Lightness of spirit! I had been chasing my joie de vivre, wondering where it could be hiding. I had been on the front lines of culture wars, in the trenches, laboring to talk to all sides. I was looking for … Continue reading →

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A Spectacle and Nothing Strange

Posted on December 4, 2023 by jillbpearlman

Rain in Paris, great whorls of it spinning, falling as knotted string, strung pearls, bird’s nests,gray hair, wire barbed or not, cat gut, old paint brushes,tumbleweeds.  Clean your hairbrush, bad curtainsin strips, cloud shreds, albumen, cauldrons of bouillon, cassette ribbons, phlegm and … Continue reading →

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