3 slide shows of claude pelieu and mary beach's work from ginger

 CLICK HERE TO SEE THE SHOW

or the url is http://www.slide.com/r/NNxfYtIhwT9DHSI-jl1TdNf1oiWJK2Ev?previous_view=lt_embedded_url

also this one is the one Jan Herman put up on Huffington Post and Arts Journal: click HERE FOR MY BEACH & PELIEU SLIDE ON THE ARTS JOURNAL

or the url is http://www.artsjournal.com/herman/2009/02/the_claude_mary_show.html

the last one of their show is here and you have to hit the play button: Beach and Pelieu Slide 3

or the url http://picasaweb.google.com/Highjiver/BeachPelieu?authkey=Gv1sRgCIDJ57rC8eTHCw#slideshow/5234268328357164370

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Click for Jive:  

  

AD Winans with Robert Kennedy

Photo AD Winans,1966

I met RFK in 1966 when he was a senator. I remember that he looked even shorter than in pics I had seen of him. I was introduced to him by a navy officer who had worked for JFK. I asked if I could take his pic and he said why don't you take one with me. I was sitting next to him and I remember thinking how good the photo would look on my apartment mantle and impress the women, and as if reading my mind, we both broke out into laughter at precisely the same time, and he reached over and slapped me on the knee. A very human moment.

The night he was assassinated, the primary results were coming in slow and I went to sleep, only to wake, bolting up in bed, as if from a nightmare, and unable to go back to sleep,I turned on the TV and it was moments after he had been shot and everything was in panic mode.

Strange that should happen the way it did. It was that night I lost all interest in politics and even now wonder what the world would be like today if he had survived and won the nomination and became President.

Attached is a photo taken in 1966.

A.D.Winans

Video by Lazi Vazakas: Charles Plymell reading: "A Fable: The Prince Of Tides"

"A Fable: The Prince Of Tides" by Charles Plymell

Charles Plymell reads "A Fable: The Prince Of Tides" at Ecstatic Yod Books in Florence, Massachusetts on August 12, 2001. Video by Laki Vazakas.
http://www.youtube.com/user/beatnow65#p/u/0/vp2x6dnec9U 



See also http://poetry.about.com/library/weekly/aa072799.htm
“The Prince of Tides,” A Timely Fable by Charles Plymell


Dateline: 7/27/99

As disturbing as the event was, more so was wading through the real tears and bathos of last week's news and hearing the need of a nation to create heroes and myths. That is the poet's job, and Charles Plymell, a nation's poet, responded. Since I heard it last Wednesday night, I can't stop thinking about Charlie's fable, we're honored to present it here.
--Bob Holman

In 1909 in Albany, NY
Carl Jung, marveling at the birth
of our technological culture,
observed: “All that is frightfully
costly and already carries
the germ of the end in itself.”

The Prince of Tides The King of the most powerful land was preparing his reign of peace, freedom, and equality for all his people. The Queen was preparing for birth of the new Prince. But there were problems. His armies were engaged in a conflict they could not win. The young did not want to fight the unknown enemies that the old had made to keep power. Much to the Queen's dismay, who was busy rearing the new Prince, the King had also fallen under the spell of the Sex Goddess who ruled in the Make Believe World.

In order to draw attention from his problems, he promised his people and the Goddess something impossible. The Moon was inviolate and pure through all the millennia. It was the symbol of an untouched heavenly body. On a hot July day when the seas of the earth were hazy his spacemen set foot on the moon and played a sport. For beings from Earth, landing on the moon was the greatest of all feats, but other Heavenly Bodies grew angry and sent a tremor through space.

The others ordered the moon to multiply the earth beings until they poisoned themselves with their sciences, inventions, and technologies that they thought would better their race and protect themselves. The toxins made them act strangely and kill each other in inhuman and unpredictable ways. The other Heavenly Bodies also put a curse on the Sex Goddess who died mysteriously, reportedly taking her own life. The King was assassinated, his brain stolen, and the event so obscured that the Queen and her people would never know the truth. The toddler Prince saluted his father's horse-drawn casket. The king's brother was also assassinated and tragedy befell more of the family.

The Prince grew into the handsomest and most desired by all peoples. Even a Princess from another country came to visit him. The millennium was drawing to a close. Strange events happened more frequently. The Princess' great beauty was crushed by a new lifestyle of high-speed technology and metal. With his wife and her sister by his side, the Prince flew his new sleek-wing'd technology into a July haze just a few years after the Queen had died. Before the new millennium, in the same month the King had made the moon his conquest, fabulous remains washed ashore in silent pieces where the Queen had once played with the child Prince while the King governed his people.

--Charles Plymell

Cherry Valley, NY

July 19, 1999

From beat museum newsletter: On the Road Movie Update

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Dean Moriarty

Garrett Hedlund Neal Cassady

Sal Paradise

Sam Riley Jack Kerouac

Camille

Kirsten Dunst Carolyn Cassady

Marylou

Kristen Stewart LuAnne Henderson

After more than fifty years it looks like a movie version of Jack Kerouac’s signature work On the Road may actually get made and released to the public very soon!
LEGEND, RUMOR AND GOSSIP:
There are almost as many legends and rumors about On the Road the movie as there are about Kerouac’s book and the scroll itself! One legend has it that Marlon Brando originally bought the movie rights with the intention of playing Dean Moriarity himself. The property languished for a couple of decades until 1978 when Brando made Apocolypse Now! with Francis Ford Coppola and Coppola was able to convince Brando to sell the rights and he’d make the movie one day. A contrary story to this currently on Wikipedia is Coppola bought the rights in 1980 from Gus Van Sant, but as Van Sant was only 28 in 1980, and had yet to make his mark in moviemaking, we take this one with a grain of salt. Another story in a newspaper article says Coppola has owned the rights since 1968.
Regardless of what is really true, we do know that Francis Ford Coppola has owned the rights to make the movie for a very long time. And frankly most of us who love the book and Kerouac’s legacy and have been discussing the possibility of a movie for decades took great solace in the fact that the movie was in Coppola's caring hands. He just seemed to be the type of guy who would either make the movie "right" or he wouldn’t make it at all.
Numerous scripts have been written over the years, one by Barry Gifford, one by Russell Banks, one even by Coppola’s son, Roman. None made the cut. The problem seemed to be exactly how you translate the story of On the Road to film.
Then there was the way Francis Coppola wanted to make the film. Rumor had it that Coppola wanted unknown actors, while the studios wanted Johnny Depp, Brad Pitt, Colin Farrell—or some other bankable name, depending on the decade. Coppola wanted black and white and the studios wanted color. Nobody seemed to know which way it was going to shake out and the movie simply never got made.
And then along came The Motorcycle Diaries. Screenwriter Jose Rivera was nominated for an Academy Award. Brazilian directory Walter Salles won accolades as well. Francis Coppola was impressed and figured he may have found his team. After all, The Motorcycle Diaries is about a couple of young guys running around South America on a ‘39 Norton. On the Road is about a couple of young guys running around North America in a ‘49 Hudson. Hmmm...
So, five years ago John Cassady and I met Jose Rivera while we were passing through LA in the Mighty Beatmobile. John and his family subsequently met Walter Salles and many other people involved in the production. They even had dinner with Francis Coppola himself at his winery in Sonoma and drove home with a few bottles of reserve Francis had gifted them.
Along the way it’s been a rough five years. Funding secured, stock markets crashing, recession, money lost, funding lost, investors lost. It looked like the movie might never get made. But then things turned.
The good news is it looks like Francis got his way. IMDB says the movie will indeed be shot in black and white. Now, whether this is strictly traditional black & white like Schindler’s List or possibly some kind of movietone period “black & white” with washed out colors like Saving Private Ryan remains to be seen, but I trust the filmmakers' decisions will effectively enhance the story as opposed to hindering it.
Then there's the casting. Dean Moriarty will be portrayed by Garrett Hedlund who has been in a number of films but never in a lead role. Jack Kerouc will be played by British actor Sam Riley, who received stand up reviews for Control. And LuAnn Henderson (MaryLou) will be played by Kristen Stewart and Carolyn Cassady (Camille) will be played by Kirsten Dunst.
Now, aside from the fact the similar sounding and relatively new names of Kirsten and Kristen is bound to screw up a number of movie reviewers (I’ve been stumbling over them for weeks now—“is it Kristen Stewart or Kirsten Stewart from Into the Wild?”) - I think the idea of focusing on the star power of the female leads is terrific.
The two relatively unknown male leads may be the ones driving the ‘49 Hudson from New York to San Francisco, but it’s likely to be the two young lovelies portraying Neal’s wives who will be driving audiences into the movie theaters. Every teenage girl in America knows the difference between Kirsten and Kristen and they’ll be dragging their boyfriends to the movies to see the star of Twilight and Spiderman’s girlfriend regardless of whether those boys have ever heard of Jack & Neal. Inspired choices, Walter. Congratulations!
Speaking of Walter Salles, he just met with John Allen Cassady in Los Gatos a few weeks ago. He had already emailed Carolyn Cassady to discuss with her the idea of Kirsten Dunst portraying her in the film, and then he and Garrett Hedlund stopped in to see John one day to hear his stories about his dad.
I first met Garrett when he came to the Beat Museum about two or three years ago. He was the first one to be cast and frankly I didn’t talk about it for the longest time because he told me it was under wraps, but he wanted our help in choosing every book and every movie that had a scrap of Neal info in it. He and I spent probably an hour walking around The Beat Museum talking about Neal Cassady the man and Neal the archetype Kerouac created. I found Garrett to be an extremely thoughtful and sensitive guy, very mature and very much in tune with Neal’s place in history. “I may not know a lot about films,” I said, “but I’ve got to believe this is a career-making role.” “I’m aware of that,” Garrett said, “and I’m determined to do it right,”
On The Road. The Movie. After all these years!
Shooting starts in August in Montreal and New Orleans.

- Jerry Cimino

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Gysin for Claude and Mary Pelieu

The Music Photography of James Hamilton Edited by Thurston Moore

On line at
http://www.artdaily.org/index.asp?int_sec=11&int_new=39094&int_modo=1

Nelson chan: cover of "political song for michael jackson to sing" video

Nelson Chan just made a video for helen money's cello-centric cover of "political song for michael jackson to sing" written by Mike Watt very long ago:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcaR8R1It80

Michael Stevens: charles plymell books on flickr

On line at

http://www.flickr.com/photos/michael_stevens/4651886078/in/photostream

A.D. Winans: Love-Zero

http://hipstershustlersandhighjivers.blogspot.com/2010/07/ad-winans-love-zero.html

And A.D. Winans on A.D. Winans http://hipstershustlersandhighjivers.blogspot.com/2010/07/ad-winans-on-ad-winans.html

Rusty Truck : the oil spill poems

http://rustytruck.wordpress.com/

Katu.com: Photo gallery: Ripple effects of the BP oil spill

http://www.katu.com/news/photos/95866799.html

vernissage previously on optical sound ce mardi 6 juillet

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GALERIE FREDERIC GIROUX (Paris)
Vernissage ce MARDI 6 JUILLET 2010~
de 18H00 à 21H00
La vitrine par EDDIE LADOIRE
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Exposition collective du 6 au 24 Juillet 2010


Après son exposition collective « Sound by artists » en 2009, la galerie Frédéric Giroux entame en 2010
une série d’expositions personnelles d’artistes sonores :
Pascal Broccolichi du 20 mars au 15 mai,
Pierre Beloüin du 22 mai au 19 juin
Optical Sound du 6 au 24 juillet
Jérôme Poret du 4 septembre au 30 octobre
et Pierre-Laurent Cassière du 6 novembre au 23 décembre.




Previously on Optical Sound…
Du 6 au 24 Juillet
Galerie Frédéric Giroux 8 rue Charlot 75003 Paris
http://www.fredericgiroux.com/

Optical sound est une structure hybride et atypique, furtive et mobile qui dessine ses propres frontières entre musique expérimentale et art contemporain. Bien avant l'exode des musiciens vers les contrées plus accueillantes des arts plastiques - crise du disque oblige et soif insatiable de nouveauté - Optical sound œuvre depuis 1997 au mixage interdisciplinaire et produit sans distinction projets de musiciens-artistes- graphistes… : disques, dvd's, badges, sérigraphies, éditions limitées, interfaces, expositions, revues… Pas de dogme, ni de chapelle mais la cartographie d'un territoire animé par un réseau serré d'intervenant qui travaillent en cooptation, par le truchement des productions, des rencontres et du partage des données et des passions. Ici règne la Direction artistique au sens noble du terme, Pierre Beloüin en est le gardien - du studio d'enregistrement ou de la salle de concert, en passant par le Black Cube… - selon. Graphistes, plasticiens, écrivains, journalist es, musiciens font partie d'une dynamique de production, d'une marque de fabrique qui traverse les aléas de la production culturelle underground dans un pays peu réceptif aux décloisonnements et au transferts de genres. Cette exposition fera la part belle à ce qui peut-être vu - galerie oblige - mais lézardera le long des murs et dans les écouteurs cette musique qui depuis la naissance du label hurle en faveur d'un projet mixed media toujours bien vivant.



À l’occasion de cette exposition les éditions Optical Sound seront disponibles intégralement sous la forme d’un lot unique contenant la collection complète des 13 ans de productions.
 Par ailleurs un nouveau numéro "manifeste !", hors série de la revue Opticalsound consacré aux Manifestes sera proposé en exclusivité et en parallèle à sa présentation à l'Espace de l’Art Concret,(Mouans –Sartoux) à l'occasion de l'exposition "le temps des manifestes". du 22 mai au 19 juin



commissariat de l'exposition :
Pierre Beloüin avec P.Nicolas Ledoüx et Olivier Hüz.


Artistes invités :

*La Vitrine par : Eddie Ladoire « ENJOY THE SILENCE » :

Feuille d’acier de 5mm d’épaisseur + découpe laser  (140x90) Tirage unique
« Enjoy the silence» est le titre d’un album du groupe de pop électronique anglais : Depeche Mode.
Fixer cette phrase hors de son propos, sur un support non musical et dans un contexte de bruit, devient un geste quasi fictionnel, et sculptural

*Black Sifichi (13 years continuous mix, vidéo)(www.blacksifichi.com)

*Ototoï (Borne interactive développé par Servovalve et Marie Destandau pour le site www.ototoimusic.com)

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J.G. Thirlwell, Alain Declercq, Barbara Breitenfellner, Rebecca Bournigault, Pascal Broccolichi, Pierre-Laurent Cassière, Jérôme Poret, Sophie Sommerlatt, Marjolaine Bourdua, Cathryn Boch, Emeline Girault , Cendrillon Bélanger, Philippe Perreaudin, Claire Moreux, Lydie Jean Dit Pannel, Serge Comte, Pascal Béjean, Loïg R, Goran Vejvoda, Ian Simms, Emmanuel Lagarrigue, Nicolas Simonin,Jill Gasparina, Frederic Nogray, Frédéric Post, Alain Declercq, Stéphane Sautour, Claude Lévêque, Rainier Lericolais, Christian Vialard, P.Nicolas Ledoux, Guillaume Ollendorf, Simon Fisher Turner, Isabella Turner, Sébastien Roux, Eddie Ladoire, Lionel Marchetti, Black Sifichi, Norscq, Cocoon aka Christophe Demarthe, Stéphane Thidet, David Michael Clarke, Anabelle Hulaut, Philippe Lepeut, Christophe Bailleau, Olivia Louvel, Thierry Weyd, Samuel Ruchot, Julien Sirjacq, Cécile Babiole, Gilles Berquet, Mirka Lugosi, Mathias Delplanque, Alia Daval, Dorota Kleszcz , François Ronsiaux,Wild Shores, Hervé TTrioreau, Laurent Faulon, Davide Bertocchi, Alexandre Bianchini, Dominique Blais, Vincent Epplay, Gérôme Nox, Scanner…


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OTHERS RELEASES / AUTRES EDITIONS Section Releases
Thanks for reading - Pierre Beloüin ~ Optical Sound
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Season of Mist is the official French distro of Optical Sound in France / Distribution France Season of Mist



Vente format numérique / Digital Selling on OTOTOÏ
We're also on iTunes via Diogenes.

GRIST

Rare issue of GRIST magazine edited, designed, printed by Charles Plymell in S.F. in 60's on same multilith that ZAP was printed on. The format was maximum size for Multilith which determined format of comix for many years. The front cover was done by Plymell and back cover Wilson drawing. The center fold (not pictured) was also Wilson drawing.

Phi Scalia: Wikigraphs

On line at
http://sites.google.com/site/interzonegalleries/phil-scalia-htm
http://sites.google.com/site/interzonegalleries/phil-scalia2-htm
http://sites.google.com/site/interzonegalleries/phil-scalia3-htm
 

"Fata Morgana"

"Solstice"

NOVACRIMINAL music : Thursday July 8th NOVACRIMINAL live dowtown

Thursday, July 8, 2010


Time: 9:30pm - 11:30pm

Location: the 5 star bar

Street: 267 S Main (at 3rd)

City/Town: Los Angeles, CA

Come down to the Artwalk and end the evening with us.

More bands to be announced

A UPDATE ON ARTIST S. CLAY WILSON by LORRAINE CHAMBERLAIN

I have been flirting with S Clay Wilson for forty years, lived with him for ten, visited him in the hospital every day for a year, and brought him home to take care of six months ago. It is a daunting task. But one I have been and will continue to be devoted to every day. He is changed in many ways, but I find it easy to love this New Wilson as much as the Old One. This version is more tender and sensitive, although on occasion he can be just as stubborn and difficult as he always was.


Wilson was not in a bar the night his life changed. He was trying to get home from a friend's house. We have never known if he fell or if he was beaten up. He certainly looked like he'd been attacked, covered with bruises, cuts, a fractured orbital bone with bleeding in three hemispheres of his brain. Some good samaritans discovered him unconscious, face down between two parked cars in the rain. We have never found out who these people were who saved his life by calling an ambulance, waiting for it to arrive so they could find him. I scoured that little street days later, asking people if they knew who did that, in order to thank them. Several people had heard about "the guy who got beat up" on their street, but knew nothing more. We will never be certain of the cause his wounds. He suffered a severe, traumatic brain injury that night, and at first it didn't show.

Wilson was in a coma for three weeks until he was taken off the ventilator. They had removed it once before in the first week, but he failed this breathing test and had to be intubated again. He suffered from a bout of pneumonia after that, so it was frightening when the neurosurgeon told us he may not make it when they removed the machine again. Thankfully, he gradually opened his eyes and continued breathing on his own.

We had no idea how severely impaired he was for many months after that day. Always an uncooperative personality, many times he told people to 'get lost" when they came to visit. Some took it personally, some blamed it on me, and some let it roll off their backs to return another day for a more successful visit. He had bouts of outrage when he was in the rehab facility, trying to escape with all of his belongings crammed into the legs of a pair of sweats, like a duffel bag. He spent days ranting about vivid characters and scenarios not based in reality. It took me awhile to realize that many of these wild delusions were really "verbal drawings"...not hallucinations at all. He couldn't draw them, so he spoke them.

It took several months before he could even write his name. I brought him a small sketch pad which he kept close by but left blank. One day I looked in it to discover his famous signature! It brought me to tears, offering hope for the first time about his ability to draw again some day. Soon after that we discovered a face he'd drawn on an easel in the dining room. A friend thought it looked like me. Two days later, I discovered four Checkered Demon faces on the same easel. I saved these little gems to show him later, thinking we would have a great laugh at their simplicity.

In the ensuing month he surprised us all by completing a fantastic color piece he titled "Lots of Pirates" . After three months he was moved to another facility and stopped drawing. It took awhile to realize this was because he didn't have the right furniture. I arrived one day with a lamp and a high stool to place in front of a raised table, much like his arrangement at home. He was off and running, drawing for hours at a time in the following months. But his feverish output died down after ten drawings.

Since returning home, he spends many days drawing, followed by days or sometimes weeks off. He has completed several remarkable pieces here at home, but said recently that he is weary of his characters. This worries me, of course, but I do not nag him. I try to keep him engaged in any way possible, exercising, walking, and visiting with his friends. We go to museums and galleries together, and once in awhile to a matinee. He loved Avatar and Alice in Wonderland, as well at Crazy Heart.

He remembers many old pals as well as his sister, but the mystery of his impairment has caused him to obsess about old slights and misunderstandings.( I have tried to get him to ease up on this attitude,but so far, regarding some people, to no avail.) He can recall much of his intellectual knowledge about art and movies. He never watches tv, having been a terrible snob about that all his life. But we haunt the libraries, renting up to 20 movies at a time. I do not allow him to lie in bed all day watching them. We begin viewing at around 4pm most days, and by 9 pm we may have completed three films before going to sleep.

Wilson is not a blank slate. In many ways, he makes more sensitive observations than he ever verbalized before his accident. He cannot problem solve, however, and can do very little for himself without help. His short term memory is shot, and he no longer talks very much since he now has aphasia. Sometimes it is hard for him to express himself, but since we are together most of the time I can usually help "put words in his mouth" so he can get it out. (He's always quick to tell me if I'm getting it wrong, however.)

I have put together a Special Needs Trust for him, since he is no longer capable of earning a living. He receives Social Security and Disability benefits which barely cover expenses. This Trust gives him a little security for his future needs, although it is not growing very quickly. This gifted artist who has worked as hard as he partied is now in need of everyone's generous help. He is still capable of worrying about the future even though he does not fully understand what has happened to alter it.

This is a tragic turn of events for a proud man. I hope people will visit the web page I made for him and donate what they can. The Trust is set up so that the money can only be spent on him. It cannot be used for rent, food or utilities, so we pool our meager resources to cover those.

He loves to get letters and postcards although he cannot write back. I try to send thank you notes and postcards to everyone who writes to him or donates to the Trust.

To some people this terrible injury may seem self-inflicted or his own fault and thus, less deserving of our help. But this iconic artist and extraordinary man needs all of the loving care, sympathy, and generosity his fellow man can spare.

The Trust address is www.sclaywilsontrust.com

Other mail can be sent to Wilson at PO Box 14854 San Francisco, Ca 94114

Lorraine Chamberlain

More in Punk Globe:
- AN UPDATE ON ARTIST  S. CLAY WILSON By: Lorraine Chamberlain
http://www.punkglobe.com/sclaywilsonarticle0610.html
- A benefit for S. Clay Wilson :
http://www.punkglobe.com/sclaywilsonbenefit409.html
- S. CLAY WILSON You Can't Keep a Dirty Cartoonist Down! by Rebecca G. Wilson
http://www.punkglobe.com/S.%20Clay%20Wilson%20Interview.html

Alain Jegou et Jean Azarel au Marché de la poésie Rochefort sur Loire 4 juillet 2010

Présentation de "Papy Beat Generation" , Editions Hors Sujet, au marché de la Poésie de Rochefort sur Loire, dimanche 4 juillet 2010.

Alain Gegou et Jean Azarel

Jean Azarel et Pierre Rannou, éditeur de "Papy Beat Generation" chez Hors Sujet

Phil Scalia : Photographs

BP CEO helps out in the gulf

Washington crossing the Gulf of Mexico

http://www.philipscalia.com/

RealityStudio: Bulletin from Nothing, Jed Birmingham on William S. Burroughs Collecting

Reports from the Bibliographic Bunker

Jed Birmingham on William S. Burroughs Collecting
http://realitystudio.org/bibliographic-bunker/bulletin-from-nothing/
 

A.D. Winans : FOURTH OF JULY POEM and more

FOURTH OF JULY POEM :
On line at http://www.inter-zone.org/adwinans1.html

FOR JAMIE,
FOR WILLIAM BURROUGHS,
ON THE DEATH OF JACK MICHELINE,
REMEMBERING BOB KAUFMAN
On line at http://www.inter-zone.org/adwinans2.html

Jack Micheline and A.D. Winans in SF. Sometime in the nineties. Photo by Linda Lerner