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1970
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Artist: Les Levine, Irish born 1935
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Artist: Les Levine, Irish born 1935

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1970

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Harvard Art Museums/Fogg Museum, Gift of Reese Palley and Marilyn Arnold Palley, M21778

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

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YVONNE RAINER 1500 words about J.J.! Good frantically engaged in the pursuit god (I've done 8 already) it of sanity and rationality as . (Isshe repeats something I say in Iget very mad at Jill when uld be hard for me to write this about her or about me? I am her column or when I find out. that many about me. I shall just managing to churn it out if not she's mad at me through reading bave to try to run off at the in a manner that I thought Ithe vV. She avoids direct mouth nonstop. no niggling, no might. Jill's early role in relation communication. That's her erasing. no adjustments, no retting the record straight, no lady-unfortunately incurred aeverybody 's trouble. End trial by jury in other words: a debt that 1 feel unequipped to sermon. Sorry Jo. Now I am rough approximation of the repay in mind. My hindisght for rememberiog a dance that Jill style of JJ. herself. Indeed Stonped dead, whew. I can't m ueh blurred by self did together at a place called the eme mber where I finst met involvement and intense Washington Square Gallery her sometime between 1959 ambition. I remember lots of around 1964. That gallery was and 1961. It says alot about meort parties which wesomething else: Ruth Kligman that at that time I was picking undoubtedly attended together ran it; there apparently had been up on people who were picking and in the peripheral vision of a huge bundle invested iin it, it up on me, so my first conscious my mind's eye I see her gyrating was 4 or 5 noors (no elevator!), memory of her was at a dance madly somewhere in the vicinity the investment most concert at the 92nd Street Yof my gyrations. Our party conspicuous in the plushiest probably one of those deadly dull affairs that everyone went Mine died or withered or throne atop a short balustraded to because of the general dearth something long before hers did; Iberugged night of stairs off the and just to keep up and because guess hers never did: it was ground floor. You could tell the we dancers had only just begun simply that those big loft bashes place was doomed as soon as to take the first faltering step in gave out. People got tired, you came in the door. The dance trying to connect up to western splintered, smaller seenes was to be a collaborative civilization (those of us in our proliferated. I remember Jillimprovisation full of twenties 1n the early 60's) of lying on peoples laps in aspontaneous determination and certain aspects of it we hadn't yet realized that the 92nd St. Ytop of a drunken voice those randomness. (O world forgive was a cemetery that venerable British-American-revolutionary my perpetuation of these repository of cranky ladies in Mexican jewelry and sagging George and all that and we thought.) It was agreed that we boots with wizened faces not ended up at the old Dom now getting old with good grace in the audience and crazy ladies on leaning over me and not getting some muciz she wanted to use: the stage eking out their private the response she wanted saying. Bach, Purcell, Monteverdi. She agonies, fantasies and deprivations in the name of all that is or was holy and aesthitic Their raptures, ecstacies and agonies even then or maybe recently about how much I especially then turned me off or helped him out in that area to me that of self style PR trouble that's my trouble that's . the details of her life is very and I actually really and truly l craziness overlapped for awhile. office l'd ever seen sitting like a Volkswagen bus singing at the indeterminacy and chancey songs Prince Charlie, King semantic pods of unnatural would each do our thing. I the Electric Circus and Jill forget what we ealled it. Jill had "O Yvonne, you're impossible."fortified herself with frequent She always clainied that Bob guzzles from a bottle of vodka indignant, but a lot more people car. Jill got shaken around the Morris ruined me. I could tell during the hour before the (and I secretly) admired her forworst-front seat next to driver. her only much later in fact quite performance, making the t-like when she and Bob Morris Banged head, seraped knee, professionals who were sharing did a thing at the Pocket Theater sprained finger. I guess all that the program somewhat uptight. the previous year and floodedwas before the perforrmance. Now there again my memory the stage. I didn't see the piece Remembering this gives me the turned me on to my own holy t hings coincided or blurs: I really can't say what she because I was on the same shakes; I know one shouldn't mission. Unbeknownst to me Iof was well on my way to joining overlapped in our lives-JJ's and their ranks. So I met Jill at this mine. Her entry into dance did in that performance; I hardly program and had to get into a tour in the winter in a car and I can say what I did. Well let's see, G-string for an appearance in a I did some cathartic-type rolling Jimmy Waring extravaganza that Suicide. around on the floor (I had very followed their thing. Suddenly just got thru doing it again. with Sally Gross, IWriting and mine into dancing. concert Suddenly my 1500 words forget whose concert it was, JillAnd our natural disasters or evidently had just written disasters de la guorre. One strong thighs then) coming up everyone was sereaming about have taken on a melancholia. I something about me in the VV potent memory is me lying low because I remember thanking in the eritical ward of St.s her and she acknowledged my thanks something about there being no need for it and it was an envelope containing a feisty belonged to Larry Kornfeld, The Jilly Bean had struck again. all very formal. The nonverbal salutation from Jill in the St. on the knees, falling back, also the water-how we'd all break can't pretend that in the last ten some rushing toward the front out necks "out there" (out years Jill and I have not been Vincent Hospital my then shrink row of audience and ninging there" means stage), and she was thru painful times. Though I by the bed helping me to open myself into a lap (one lap dead drunk on top of it to boot. laugh at some of those times, it is not so easy with others. But it is true that many of the .maybe another was David O and then for awhile there were Vincent psycho ward. I got out Bourdon's); did this several some sad scenes when JJ became unpleasant experiences we clearest part of the memory before she did that time. As far times. Jill and I converged at an entrepreneur and set up shared now definitely seem because it was something that reoccurs periodically in my official "dissolutions"-mine around on the balcony, maybe of us. I remember a particularly column, Jill. And how about last irregular meetings with JJ and at within a much shorter time span. times drives me up the wall: It Even your last Vv as I know we each had three several points. I saw her waving out-of-town concerts for some tunny. hanging over the railing andIdismal one, perhaps it was the fall-me sitting around after my I have come to consider mine rushed over and tried to chin last, at Fairleigh Dickinson Umost recent operation and you breakdowns; I suspect she has a myself on the railing. Another involving Jill, me, and David dispossessed of a home-the two the gaze very intent the more transcendental view of time she was standing with her Gordon in what I think was his of us getting up every morning, expression indicating hers, that they were breakups. detachment, calculation, and bemusement. People with pale than mine. I entertain for this eyes always make me moment the quaint notion that uncomfortable. I guess that is people with low-slung asses haveimprovisation) when if you saw time. (Becky now dances with why I have a habit of looking at people's mouths during course by the fact of my own conversation; too many people brief sojourn at Bellevue and also in the world have pale eyes (and the Word is easier to deal with there, this notion cannot be surprised at my trying to had picked us up at the bus than whatever it is in them there entirely confirmed. The diet in eyes. HMM. I'll haye to think about that.) In a strange way I have come to detached gaze of J.J.'s. It has come to mean Now there's ascore.) Since I lost a lot of creature as strange as I am. I know very well it could mean was the way she looked at me, legs spread and I may have dived last performance of his own mooning over coffee cups, and | Maybe because her ass is higher thru or twined around them. It work. There were 5 people in fiercely engaged in a contest of was a time (early 60's, definite the audience. Becky Arnold was who has more reason to be Halprin-Forti influence on there seeing me for the first miserable. As usual I was determined to win. I must admit that your strategies baffled me. someone's legs spread you dived me.) Jill had a terrible time, the t thru. What else was there to do mierophones didn't work, her with someone's spread legs? Jll lecture didn't carry. It was just My life has now emerged later said that she was very after a blizzard. The VW that along a different facet. I haven't their feet on the ground. or Perhaps it was a draw. through direct observation while seen you since that peculiar dinner at the Cookery-martinis, "relate" to her; she had really station had skidded into a brick never expected anything like gatepost shaking us up quite agibsons, and chicken that. I have another image of bit, then as soon as we got going salad-when you kept m mental institutions is not conducive to the maintenance of Jill emerged unscathed on that Perhaps not solely from this again it skidded-very slowly stitches with the first 10 pages dance, of her doing her dreamlike-into an oncoming slow motion giant behemoth of your memoirs and later I watched you get into your BILLY APPLIE mother's waruscar with the left value that a high ass. (Notwithstanding that weight while there, could it be thing, arms akimbo, head tilted that The Ass Also Rises? Foo. side all bashed in. I hope you too have turned a corner. If this isn't 1500 words then to the side, face serewed up in anything or nothing at all but Keep it light keep it light. One intense concentration,, torso what it sometimes does is stop last foray: Jo Baer says that high me cold in my presumption that everyone in the world is as 161 West 23rd Street Weekends 12 to 6 p.m over so-heavily revolving from side to side. She was always making a lot of people I don't know what is. asses are challenging. She ought to know.
YVONNE
RAINER
1500
words
about
J.J.!
Good
frantically
engaged
in
the
pursuit
god
(I've
done
8
already)
it
of
sanity
and
rationality
as
.
(Isshe
repeats
something
I
say
Iget
very
mad
at
Jill
when
uld
be
hard
for
me
to
write
this
her
or
me?
am
column
find
out.
that
many
me.
shall
just
managing
churn
out
if
not
she's
through
reading
bave
try
run
off
a
manner
thought
Ithe
vV.
She
avoids
direct
mouth
nonstop.
no
niggling,
might.
Jill's
early
role
relation
communication.
That's
erasing.
adjustments,
retting
record
straight,
lady-unfortunately
incurred
aeverybody
's
trouble.
End
trial
by
jury
other
words:
debt
1
feel
unequipped
sermon.
Sorry
Jo.
Now
rough
approximation
repay
mind.
My
hindisght
rememberiog
dance
style
JJ.
herself.
Indeed
Stonped
dead,
whew.
can't
m
ueh
blurred
self
did
together
place
called
eme
mber
where
finst
met
involvement
intense
Washington
Square
Gallery
sometime
between
1959
ambition.
remember
lots
around
1964.
That
gallery
was
1961.
It
says
alot
meort
parties
which
wesomething
else:
Ruth
Kligman
time
picking
undoubtedly
attended
ran
it;
there
apparently
had
been
up
on
people
who
were
peripheral
vision
huge
bundle
invested
iin
it,
me,
so
my
first
conscious
mind's
eye
see
gyrating
4
5
noors
(no
elevator!),
memory
madly
somewhere
vicinity
investment
most
concert
92nd
Street
Yof
gyrations.
Our
party
conspicuous
plushiest
probably
one
those
deadly
dull
affairs
everyone
went
Mine
died
withered
throne
atop
short
balustraded
because
general
dearth
long
before
hers
did;
Iberugged
night
stairs
keep
guess
never
did:
ground
floor.
You
could
tell
we
dancers
only
begun
simply
big
loft
bashes
doomed
soon
take
faltering
step
gave
People
got
tired,
you
came
door.
The
trying
connect
western
splintered,
smaller
seenes
collaborative
civilization
(those
us
our
proliferated.
Jillimprovisation
full
twenties
1n
60's)
lying
peoples
laps
aspontaneous
determination
certain
aspects
hadn't
yet
realized
St.
Ytop
drunken
voice
randomness.
(O
world
forgive
cemetery
venerable
British-American-revolutionary
perpetuation
these
repository
cranky
ladies
Mexican
jewelry
sagging
George
all
thought.)
agreed
boots
with
wizened
faces
ended
old
Dom
now
getting
good
grace
audience
crazy
leaning
over
some
muciz
she
wanted
use:
stage
eking
their
private
response
saying.
Bach,
Purcell,
Monteverdi.
agonies,
fantasies
deprivations
name
is
holy
aesthitic
Their
raptures,
ecstacies
agonies
even
then
maybe
recently
how
much
especially
turned
helped
him
area
PR
trouble
that's
details
life
actually
really
truly
l
craziness
overlapped
awhile.
office
l'd
ever
seen
sitting
like
Volkswagen
bus
singing
indeterminacy
chancey
songs
Prince
Charlie,
King
semantic
pods
unnatural
would
each
do
thing.
Electric
Circus
forget
what
ealled
it.
"O
Yvonne,
you're
impossible."fortified
herself
frequent
always
clainied
Bob
guzzles
from
bottle
vodka
indignant,
but
lot
more
car.
shaken
Morris
ruined
during
hour
(and
secretly)
admired
forworst-front
seat
next
driver.
later
fact
quite
performance,
making
t-like
Banged
head,
seraped
knee,
professionals
sharing
thing
Pocket
Theater
sprained
finger.
program
somewhat
uptight.
previous
year
floodedwas
perforrmance.
again
stage.
didn't
coincided
blurs:
shakes;
know
shouldn't
Unbeknownst
Iof
well
way
joining
ranks.
So
mine.
entry
into
performance;
hardly
get
winter
cathartic-type
rolling
Jimmy
Waring
extravaganza
Suicide.
floor
(I
followed
Suddenly
thru
doing
again.
Sally
Gross,
IWriting
mine
dancing.
guorre.
strong
then)
sereaming
VV
potent
is.
asses
are
ought
piece
Remembering
gives
own
t
hings
same