I do have obsessions about retail stores, and one of my favorites is MUJI. A Japanese no-brand store of sorts but with high design quality - and all the goods are excellently made. I have used their notebooks and pens for over 20 years. Remarkable stationary, but they make everything from shoes to pre-fab homes.
Saturday, 7 May 2011
I do have obsessions about retail stores, and one of my favorites is MUJI. A Japanese no-brand store of sorts but with high design quality - and all the goods are excellently made. I have used their notebooks and pens for over 20 years. Remarkable stationary, but they make everything from shoes to pre-fab homes.
Friday, 29 April 2011
Thursday, 28 April 2011
A tough little superb French noir novel that is sort of a revenge against the rich and mighty, but also a snapshot image of class difference and hatred due to that difference. The main character is sort of a professional serial killer, who is a shark looking for the rich to kill. And like all classic noir novels, there is not a wasted word in the book. Manchette for sure has that "it" quality down, and i pray that more of this late writer's work will come out. So far three novels and two graphic novels in English. More? MoreSunday, 24 April 2011
By reading these Paris city poems by Jacques Roubaud, one can sense that there is an "Oulipo" stance with its wit and presence. But then again, this is probably one of the best 'poetic' books on Paris. In fact it reads like a map - and for some reason I am drawn to the visual aspect of Paris and how its streets are placed in sections and how it is attached to the big boulevards.
There is a dual aspect to these poems. One is the importance of a language that investigates Paris, but also it is an accurate portrait of a city. So what we have here is Paris as it is laid out by Roubaud's wit and observation. And it goes back to Baudelaire, Queneau, and various French Surrealist poets, with respect to how writing is very much a form itself -and that form represents Paris itself. So not a critique on other writings on Paris, but a nod and a tip to the hat to those who came before and was seduced by Paris' presence.
My only complaint about this book is that it isn't bilingual, but then again I am sure there were budget considerations. And the translation by Keith and Rosmarie Waldrop is pretty readable and fun - and fun is a big part of Roubaud's work.
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