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page 11, Gwen Swenson/Barbara Rose : "Written--May 1969. How are we ever going to catch the rhythms of our time?..." and "Dear Jill, As per our New Year's Day conversation...It's nice to keep your promises..."; 2 photos, uncaptioned

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1970

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Artist: Les Levine, Irish born 1935

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© Les Levine / Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York

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Artist: Les Levine, Irish born 1935

Date

1970

Classification

Prints

Credit Line

Harvard Art Museums/Fogg Museum, Gift of Reese Palley and Marilyn Arnold Palley, M21775

Copyright

© Les Levine / Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York

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GENE SWENSON BARBARA ROSE Written-May 1969 How are we ever going to the darkness lead into the light 1 always took that to mean we should get used to the night; but catch the rhythms of our time Jill Johnston knows one of the answers: free association. automatic writing, total and post-Freudian (to dot the i) honesty. Honesty? Who, in this ern of the wheeler-dealer and his successor. Mr. Empty Mind would ever think? See how catching Jill is? Only, where stop for punetuation, she goes perhaps he didn't really mean to be so pessimistie You asked me about memories I have some vivid memories of you over the years at parties and lectures and openings I remember an evening in Hartford in 1964. Merce was danding it was one of his rare appearances in those days and all the faithful had followed him up- there. I was at your table at a dinner party before the onoert We wereseated with four daed o hou th on. The poetesswrites for a newspaper in hard cover The priestess watches oer the unity ar higher conoc md dentitono he p he o or thyth onth the niht the nt sirens elea chine Red Black And pastel The pastel ving a veel waiting to be filled The sex of men has been long etablished The Tropic of Cancer Thieves Journal Caanoa But Jill Johnston is noti Emily Dickinon She is no more Sappho than Genet is Plato Hers is not ye the wisdom of age for she still seeks out the corners of that youthful excitement as if she were an eternal 16 or course she is T disagree For me it i far better to set aside youth when maturity first begins its wn lirtation But here she is, as erotic as a nower a chryanthemum all fingers and openings Not wanting me. there is no disagreement Yet this is a serious criticism for the age of woman has not yet taken her place beside the heuter and grammatical ages of man, his age So still feel superior a white universalist knowing that centuries must pass before libraries in China and the Library of Congress have almost as many, African as Europesn books The distance is fair enough. for without her passion my sixth sensuality would not be empied as it is of her passion. She is a point which the compass records like a blip on a radar screen And all I can do is dry her prose, hang it out on a cold day and hope it does not freeze. For her sap is of an early summer mom, hot as bee's wax. Sappho th tee bu el very bods atord insun utive You were esplaining he joyof the bathroom during most of the main cours When seemed you were not heing understood and the general level of alcoholism had escalated. you began throwing the silverware at them They got redder but seemed froen to their chairs thought this must be howa Calture Herolne behaves, if she is traly free The Symposium I abo remember some stories about your friend Ray Johnson. We used to live close to his gallery, and he often passed our house on his way home. Every time he oame by, he took our name plate out of the door and sabstituted his own 1 didn't mind this, but I became irritated when he started sending himself mail there. When I asked him what he was doing, he said hel was living in voluntary poverty said thought that must be hard since his collage show had sold out He sald he put that money in the band and had continued to live in voluntary poverty When he took me off his mailing list, I realzed wasn't in the art world any more Actually the only person know in the art world these days is my daughter She knows a lotl of famous artists, One day her friend Jasper Johns took her to the drugstore to buy her al present He said she could havel anything she wanted. She picked out a box of tootsie rolls-shaped lite a giant tootsie roll. When they got back home Jasper asked her if he could have one. She thought for a mo ment and then she said: "What, and was not out of season and hers waste one?" I think it's very nice Les is starting another underground newspaper I think everyone should go underground for a while, just to see what it 's like to live there. I am going to California, which is practically same thing. except it's warmer and maybe a little les damp It s nice to keep your promises. too. Behaviour is only an example. was a world more given than shared Brooks Atkinson, that unchanging face of a Times sensibility, once elected Dear Jill. Rosalind Russell President of this wonderful town, America. magazine Culture Hero twhy was hopelese, or meaningless or isn't it called Culture impossible? Or did vou just Heroine isn't it about you?). begin to think vou were more should start by sasing I used to interesting than what sou were As per our New Year's Day conversation. I am giving you a Jil Johnston still dreams of piece of my mind as I promised l queens Something is rotten in always keep promises made at think yuu were a treat Culture ooking at? As I ollowed vour the state of Denmark s she parties fit is a hangover of Heroine hen I vas stndentia dolorosa out af art and into ble. i could never quite decide the never been able to get rid or and I read your iumawhy 3ou chose t go that say sometimes this puts me in religiously Y'ou used to, taik Or as Carl Andre used to . mkes the world an obiect ofs custure. The castle is empty and in the meadows of life she tears surburban Jewish motality T've ou were a glamounius critic i more about art than abuut and he used to say many things 1ourself in those days Did sou before he too became a Culture g, surrendering her kingdom situations I were best not in for the love of a vouth What Love. So as for this promise to write something for Les really finally decide criticism Hero): Not alll the ways out of Barbara greater gift?
GENE
SWENSON
BARBARA
ROSE
Written-May
1969
How
are
we
ever
going
to
the
darkness
lead
into
light
1
always
took
that
mean
should
get
used
night;
but
catch
rhythms
of
our
time
Jill
Johnston
knows
one
answers:
free
association.
automatic
writing,
total
and
post-Freudian
(to
dot
i)
honesty.
Honesty?
Who,
in
this
ern
wheeler-dealer
his
successor.
Mr.
Empty
Mind
would
think?
See
how
catching
is?
Only,
where
stop
for
punetuation,
she
goes
perhaps
he
didn't
really
be
so
pessimistie
You
asked
me
about
memories
I
have
some
vivid
you
over
years
at
parties
lectures
openings
remember
an
evening
Hartford
1964.
Merce
was
danding
it
rare
appearances
those
days
all
faithful
had
followed
him
up-
there.
your
table
a
dinner
party
before
onoert
We
wereseated
with
four
daed
o
hou
th
on.
The
poetesswrites
newspaper
hard
cover
priestess
watches
oer
unity
ar
higher
conoc
md
dentitono
p
or
thyth
onth
niht
nt
sirens
elea
chine
Red
Black
And
pastel
ving
veel
waiting
filled
sex
men
has
been
long
etablished
Tropic
Cancer
Thieves
Journal
Caanoa
But
is
noti
Emily
Dickinon
She
no
more
Sappho
than
Genet
Plato
Hers
not
ye
wisdom
age
still
seeks
out
corners
youthful
excitement
as
if
were
eternal
16
course
T
disagree
For
i
far
better
set
aside
youth
when
maturity
first
begins
its
wn
lirtation
here
is,
erotic
nower
chryanthemum
fingers
Not
wanting
me.
there
disagreement
Yet
serious
criticism
woman
yet
taken
her
place
beside
heuter
grammatical
ages
man,
So
feel
superior
white
universalist
knowing
centuries
must
pass
libraries
China
Library
Congress
almost
many,
African
Europesn
books
distance
fair
enough.
without
passion
my
sixth
sensuality
empied
passion.
point
which
compass
records
like
blip
on
radar
screen
can
do
dry
prose,
hang
cold
day
hope
does
freeze.
sap
early
summer
mom,
hot
bee's
wax.
tee
bu
el
very
bods
atord
insun
utive
esplaining
joyof
bathroom
during
most
main
cours
When
seemed
heing
understood
general
level
alcoholism
escalated.
began
throwing
silverware
them
They
got
redder
froen
their
chairs
thought
howa
Calture
Herolne
behaves,
traly
Symposium
abo
stories
friend
Ray
Johnson.
live
close
gallery,
often
passed
house
way
home.
Every
oame
by,
name
plate
door
sabstituted
own
mind
this,
became
irritated
started
sending
himself
mail
what
doing,
said
hel
living
voluntary
poverty
since
collage
show
sold
He
sald
put
money
band
continued
off
mailing
list,
realzed
wasn't
art
world
any
Actually
only
person
know
these
daughter
lotl
famous
artists,
One
Jasper
Johns
drugstore
buy
al
present
could
havel
anything
wanted.
picked
box
tootsie
rolls-shaped
lite
giant
roll.
they
back
home
one.
mo
ment
then
said:
"What,
season
hers
waste
one?"
think
it's
nice
Les
starting
another
underground
everyone
go
while,
just
see
's
am
California,
practically
same
thing.
except
warmer
maybe
little
les
damp
It
s
keep
promises.
too.
Behaviour
example.
given
shared
Brooks
Atkinson,
unchanging
face
Times
sensibility,
once
elected
Dear
Jill.
Rosalind
Russell
President
wonderful
town,
America.
magazine
Culture
Hero
twhy
hopelese,
meaningless
isn't
called
impossible?
Or
did
vou
Heroine
you?).
begin
start
by
sasing
interesting
sou
As
per
New
Year's
Day
conversation.
giving
Jil
dreams
piece
promised
l
queens
Something
rotten
promises
made
yuu
treat
ooking
at?
ollowed
vour
state
Denmark
fit
hangover
hen
vas
stndentia
dolorosa
af
ble.
never
quite
decide
able
rid
read
iumawhy
3ou
chose
t
say
sometimes
puts
religiously
Y'ou
to,
taik
Carl
Andre
.
mkes
obiect
ofs
custure.
castle
empty
meadows
life
tears
surburban
Jewish
motality
T've
ou
glamounius