November 2008

A Series of Unfortunate Events

""Joi De Vive"" -- video review of "A Series of Unfortunate Events", by Lemony Snicket and Brett Helquist

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The Emotion Machine

"What Can AI Do?" -- video review of "The Emotion Machine", by Marvin Minsky

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Freakonomics

""Quirky"" -- video review of "Freakonomics", by Steven D. Levitt and Stephen J. Dubner

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Science Friction

"Science For Historians?" -- video review of "Science Friction", by Michael Shermer

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'Unblinking, clinical': From Ballard to cyberpunk

Illustrations by Mike Saenz for two Ballard stories in Semiotext(e) SF: ‘Jane Fonda’s Augmentation Mammoplasty’ and ‘Report on an Unidentified Space Station’.
Rudy Rucker’s wonderful reminiscences about the early days of cyberpunk (‘it felt like being an early Beat’), Bruce Sterling (who ‘loved all things Soviet’) and William Gibson (the man with the ‘flexible-looking head’) got me thinking once again about Ballard’s role in the shaping of the cyberpunk mythology.
In his introduction to the Mirrorshades anthology, Sterling wrote: ‘The cyberpunks are perhaps the first SF gen...

'Unblinking, clinical': From Ballard to cyberpunk

Illustrations by Mike Saenz for two Ballard stories in Semiotext(e) SF: ‘Jane Fonda’s Augmentation Mammoplasty’ and ‘Report on an Unidentified Space Station’.
Rudy Rucker’s wonderful reminiscences about the early days of cyberpunk (‘it felt like being an early Beat’), Bruce Sterling (who ‘loved all things Soviet’) and William Gibson (the man with the ‘flexible-looking head’) got me thinking once again about Ballard’s role in the shaping of the cyberpunk mythology.
In his introduction to the Mirrorshades anthology, Sterling wrote: ‘The cyberpunks are perhaps the first SF gen...

Eternal Layover

‘Like the suspended state of duty-free malls, a zone at once inside and yet outside the legal parameters of the country it exists in, Vaughan and [Crash's narrator] Ballard experience the motorways as weirdly detached from an embedded culture or history or morality’.
Roger Luckhurst, The Angle Between Two Walls: The Fiction of J. G. Ballard.
From today’s news:
‘Japanese tourist Hiroshi Nohara is on a layover at the Mexico City airport. It has lasted almost three months, and he has no plans to leave…
“I don’t understand why I’m here,” he said through a visiting interpreter originally hired by a television station. “I don’t have a reason.”
The embassy can’t force him to leave, and since Nohara’s visa is valid all Mexican official...

Eternal Layover

‘Like the suspended state of duty-free malls, a zone at once inside and yet outside the legal parameters of the country it exists in, Vaughan and [Crash's narrator] Ballard experience the motorways as weirdly detached from an embedded culture or history or morality’.
Roger Luckhurst, The Angle Between Two Walls: The Fiction of J. G. Ballard.
From today’s news:
‘Japanese tourist Hiroshi Nohara is on a layover at the Mexico City airport. It has lasted almost three months, and he has no plans to leave…
“I don’t understand why I’m here,” he said through a visiting interpreter originally hired by a television station. “I don’t have a reason.”
The embassy can’t force him to leave, and since Nohara’s visa is valid all Mexican official...

‘Content in their little prisons’: J.G. Ballard on ‘The Towers’

L’ile de béton (Concrete Island), French edition, Calman-Lévy (1974). Thanks to Herve for the scan.

Interview by Philippe R. Hupp.
Translation by Dan O’Hara.

Ballard’s novels have always been translated into French with alacrity. His 1974 novel, Concrete Island, was already in translation in time for review in the January 1975 edition of the major Paris literary organ Magazine Littéraire, and Antoine Griset’s review was both penetrating and positive. Griset immediately connected the predicament of Ballard’s protagonist, stranded on an urban desert island between motorway intersections, with the extremes of social inequality within our society.
‘The image or the idea of a man dying of hunger only a step away from a haven of abundance is tragically familiar’, Griset writes, noting how absurd it is that such distress has become a banal commonplace. Whilst admiring the ‘immense talent’ of Ballard in transforming a vague, banal terrain into a hallucinatory hell — a feat also achieved in

‘Content in their little prisons’: J.G. Ballard on ‘The Towers’

L’ile de béton (Concrete Island), French edition, Calman-Lévy (1974). Thanks to Herve for the scan.

Interview by Philippe R. Hupp.
Translation by Dan O’Hara.

Ballard’s novels have always been translated into French with alacrity. His 1974 novel, Concrete Island, was already in translation in time for review in the January 1975 edition of the major Paris literary organ Magazine Littéraire, and Antoine Griset’s review was both penetrating and positive. Griset immediately connected the predicament of Ballard’s protagonist, stranded on an urban desert island between motorway intersections, with the extremes of social inequality within our society.
‘The image or the idea of a man dying of hunger only a step away from a haven of abundance is tragically familiar’, Griset writes, noting how absurd it is that such distress has become a banal commonplace. Whilst admiring the ‘immense talent’ of Ballard in transforming a vague, banal terrain into a hallucinatory hell — a feat also achieved in

'Strangest Living Atrocities': Guy Peellaert, 1934-2008

Speaking of dog-men with huge genitals, and the man who visualised them for Bowie, Guy Peellaert passed away this week (I remember buying Diamond Dogs on vinyl years ago and the offending parts had been airbrushed out, presumably by the record label).
It’s a shame Guy never designed a Ballard cover. JGB, after all, appreciated Chris Foss’s lurid airbursh overload as it applied to Crash. Surely that’s not a million miles away from the Peellaert ideal?
[ via {feuilleton} ]
BELOW: Guy Peellaert’s cover for Diamond Dogs.

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'Strangest Living Atrocities': Guy Peellaert, 1934-2008

Speaking of dog-men with huge genitals, and the man who visualised them for Bowie, Guy Peellaert passed away this week (I remember buying Diamond Dogs on vinyl years ago and the offending parts had been airbrushed out, presumably by the record label).
It’s a shame Guy never designed a Ballard cover. JGB, after all, appreciated Chris Foss’s lurid airbursh overload as it applied to Crash. Surely that’s not a million miles away from the Peellaert ideal?
[ via {feuilleton} ]
BELOW: Guy Peellaert’s cover for Diamond Dogs.

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K08 Sequel: 'Galactic Eyes'

ABOVE: El Prat Airport, Barcelona. Photo: Simon Sellars.

A man shrugs off the clucking of his family and makes his way to International Departures. With the ticketing formalities over, he slumps at the bar and orders drinks.
He sits and waits.
To escape.
A wicked love gone horribly, horribly wrong. Sour times polyfill the cracks, forcing him to seek joy in sepia-youth: he remembers Mum and Dad so beaming and proud and pictures the first time he was here. The first time, all those years ago…
He was all of ten years old then, sitting in the Airport Bar, and there was a big crowd because it was Sunday and the place was always packed on Sundays. Not just travellers — it was the only pub open in Melbourne on our Day of Rest. The bar was decked out like a sleazy suburban beer-and-brawl-barn: purple skylights meshed with brown and yellow carpet, fake-wood panelling. God knows what new arrivals thought. But it was exciting for him because he was just a kid and they were at the airport and those people all around were drunk and everyone seemed to be forging an incredible bond with each other, animatedly discussing the cricket and Packer’s Revolution...

K08 Sequel: 'Galactic Eyes'

ABOVE: El Prat Airport, Barcelona. Photo: Simon Sellars.

A man shrugs off the clucking of his family and makes his way to International Departures. With the ticketing formalities over, he slumps at the bar and orders drinks.
He sits and waits.
To escape.
A wicked love gone horribly, horribly wrong. Sour times polyfill the cracks, forcing him to seek joy in sepia-youth: he remembers Mum and Dad so beaming and proud and pictures the first time he was here. The first time, all those years ago…
He was all of ten years old then, sitting in the Airport Bar, and there was a big crowd because it was Sunday and the place was always packed on Sundays. Not just travellers — it was the only pub open in Melbourne on our Day of Rest. The bar was decked out like a sleazy suburban beer-and-brawl-barn: purple skylights meshed with brown and yellow carpet, fake-wood panelling. God knows what new arrivals thought. But it was exciting for him because he was just a kid and they were at the airport and those people all around were drunk and everyone seemed to be forging an incredible bond with each other, animatedly discussing the cricket and Packer’s Revolution...

Crouching Pervert, Hidden Meisel

ABOVE: Photo by Steven Meisel.

ABOVE: Photo by Kohei Yoshiyuki.
Via Susannah Breslin (Boing Boing guest blogger), we learn that Ballardian favourite Steven Meisel is back with ‘a layout that was (supposedly) too hot to run in Vogue Italy, so we get to look at them on the internets. NSFW, unless you work in an orgy pit’. Writes Susannah, the shots were ‘inspired by … old school Kodak infrared flashbulb illuminated snaps of Japanese sexhibitionists and their peeping toms in parks that were shot by Kohei Yoshiyuki in the early ’70s’. Evidently, Meisel is updating Yoshiyuki for a dogging generation.
But what’s the deal with NY Mag trading on the perv value of Meisel’s rejection by Vogue, only to reproduce the pictures at such a small size?
In any case, it’s not as NSFW as

Crouching Pervert, Hidden Meisel

ABOVE: Photo by Steven Meisel.

ABOVE: Photo by Kohei Yoshiyuki.
Via Susannah Breslin (Boing Boing guest blogger), we learn that Ballardian favourite Steven Meisel is back with ‘a layout that was (supposedly) too hot to run in Vogue Italy, so we get to look at them on the internets. NSFW, unless you work in an orgy pit’. Writes Susannah, the shots were ‘inspired by … old school Kodak infrared flashbulb illuminated snaps of Japanese sexhibitionists and their peeping toms in parks that were shot by Kohei Yoshiyuki in the early ’70s’. Evidently, Meisel is updating Yoshiyuki for a dogging generation.
But what’s the deal with NY Mag trading on the perv value of Meisel’s rejection by Vogue, only to reproduce the pictures at such a small size?
In any case, it’s not as NSFW as

Unique furniture of violence and desire

By day the overflights of B-52s crossed the drowned causeways of the delta, unique ciphers of violence and desire.
J.G. Ballard, The Atrocity Exhibition.

ABOVE: MotoArt’s B-707 Fuselage Room Divider.
Chris Nakashima-Brown emails to tell me about MotoArt, which produces SMOKING HOT furniture made from aviation parts. As Chris says: ‘The perfect extra touch for the Ballardian bachelor pad…’
I want the B-52 Office Ejection Seat … and the F-4 Phantom Coffee Table … Oh and the … oh, oh … ahhhh…
I think Troy Paiva might also be interested.
More info: MotoArt.

ABOVE: MotoArt’s

Unique furniture of violence and desire

By day the overflights of B-52s crossed the drowned causeways of the delta, unique ciphers of violence and desire.
J.G. Ballard, The Atrocity Exhibition.

ABOVE: MotoArt’s B-707 Fuselage Room Divider.
Chris Nakashima-Brown emails to tell me about MotoArt, which produces SMOKING HOT furniture made from aviation parts. As Chris says: ‘The perfect extra touch for the Ballardian bachelor pad…’
I want the B-52 Office Ejection Seat … and the F-4 Phantom Coffee Table … Oh and the … oh, oh … ahhhh…
I think Troy Paiva might also be interested.
More info: MotoArt.

ABOVE: MotoArt’s

Happy birthday, JGB

J. G. BALLARD, born 15 November 1930
Novelist, essayist and short-story writer J(ames) G(raham) Ballard was born in Shanghai, China on 15 November 1930. His family was interned by the Japanese during the Second World War, returning to Britain in 1946. Ballard read Medicine at King’s College, Cambridge, and later studied English at London University. He worked as a copywriter and was stationed in Canada with the Royal Air Force.
His first short story was published in 1956. This and many other short stories were published in science fiction magazines and were heavily influenced by the surrealist movement. The short story is seen by many critics as central to Ballard’s work, originating and developing themes and obsessions that progress through into his novels. The dislocated sense of time and space in these stories is located in his childhood experience of war and provides many of the images that have become associated with Ballard’s fiction: wrecked machinery, deserted beaches, crashed cars, abandoned buildings and empty, desolate landscapes – ’still-life arranged by a demolition squad’ as Ballard himself described his settings in an interview with BBC Radio 3 (‘Nightwaves’ 30 October 2001). Comple...

Happy birthday, JGB

J. G. BALLARD, born 15 November 1930
Novelist, essayist and short-story writer J(ames) G(raham) Ballard was born in Shanghai, China on 15 November 1930. His family was interned by the Japanese during the Second World War, returning to Britain in 1946. Ballard read Medicine at King’s College, Cambridge, and later studied English at London University. He worked as a copywriter and was stationed in Canada with the Royal Air Force.
His first short story was published in 1956. This and many other short stories were published in science fiction magazines and were heavily influenced by the surrealist movement. The short story is seen by many critics as central to Ballard’s work, originating and developing themes and obsessions that progress through into his novels. The dislocated sense of time and space in these stories is located in his childhood experience of war and provides many of the images that have become associated with Ballard’s fiction: wrecked machinery, deserted beaches, crashed cars, abandoned buildings and empty, desolate landscapes – ’still-life arranged by a demolition squad’ as Ballard himself described his settings in an interview with BBC Radio 3 (‘Nightwaves’ 30 October 2001). Comple...

No glot… C’lom Fliday

‘William Burroughs at his writing machine, New York, fall 1953. One of numerous, rarely seen photographs taken by Allen Ginsberg that feature in a special Gallery section of Naked Lunch@50, here Ginsberg’s Kodak Retina records a crucial moment for Burroughs, as he worked on the manuscripts of “Queer” and “Yage” before heading off towards Tangier and the writing of Naked Lunch… (Courtesy of the Allen Ginsberg Trust and Stanford University Library.)’
[In 1960] a friend of mine had come back from Paris where Naked Lunch had been published by the Olympia Press, which was a press that specialized in sort of low-grade porn, but also published what were then banned European and American classics. Henry Miller, for example, was first published in the Olympia Press. And Nabokov’s “Lolita” was first published by the Olympia Press.
Anyway, it was a rather low time for me. I had just started out as a writer. I hadn’t written my first novel. And this was the heyday of the naturalistic novel, dominated by people like C. P. Snow and Anthony Powell and so on, and I felt that maybe the novel had shot its bolt, that it was stagnating right across the board. The bourgeois novels, the so-called “Hampstead novels”...

No glot… C’lom Fliday

‘William Burroughs at his writing machine, New York, fall 1953. One of numerous, rarely seen photographs taken by Allen Ginsberg that feature in a special Gallery section of Naked Lunch@50, here Ginsberg’s Kodak Retina records a crucial moment for Burroughs, as he worked on the manuscripts of “Queer” and “Yage” before heading off towards Tangier and the writing of Naked Lunch… (Courtesy of the Allen Ginsberg Trust and Stanford University Library.)’
[In 1960] a friend of mine had come back from Paris where Naked Lunch had been published by the Olympia Press, which was a press that specialized in sort of low-grade porn, but also published what were then banned European and American classics. Henry Miller, for example, was first published in the Olympia Press. And Nabokov’s “Lolita” was first published by the Olympia Press.
Anyway, it was a rather low time for me. I had just started out as a writer. I hadn’t written my first novel. And this was the heyday of the naturalistic novel, dominated by people like C. P. Snow and Anthony Powell and so on, and I felt that maybe the novel had shot its bolt, that it was stagnating right across the board. The bourgeois novels, the so-called “Hampstead novels”...

Nixonland The Rise of a President and the Fracturing of America

Perlstein is a scion of the 60s. Through reading a lot of newspapers and mining a lot of television, he has constructed an imaginary world called Nixonland. Nixonland, like Hobbitland, exists in the mind of the fabulist. Perlstein has also reconstructed, in this same manner, many of the events of the 50s and 60s in fascinating and often compelling narrative detail.

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Nixonland The Rise of a President and the Fracturing of America

Perlstein is a scion of the 60s. Through reading a lot of newspapers and mining a lot of television, he has constructed an imaginary world called Nixonland. Nixonland, like Hobbitland, exists in the mind of the fabulist. Perlstein has also reconstructed, in this same manner, many of the events of the 50s and 60s in fascinating and often compelling narrative detail. As a popular history of these times, Nixonland is an exciting and sometimes fresh read.

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Feral architecture

Photos by Filip Dujardin.
Junkspace, controlspace, blurred zones … Ballardian space (‘The Ultimate City’, in particular). BLDGBLOG on the ‘resampled space’ of Belgian photographer Filip Dujardin:
Filip Dujardin makes images of unexpected buildings – that is, he “combines photographs of parts of buildings into new, fictional, architectonic structures,” Mark Magazine explains.
The resulting projects look like old factory sites in the American rust belt – Mark describes them as “informal and often dilapidated structures with unspecified functions” – or, in some cases, new projects by LOT-EK, Simon Ungers, or OMA.

There seem to be multiple sub-themes, and even sub-projects, within the larger effort. There are surreal detached structures, for instance, like the image that opens this post, standing free amidst a recognizable but anonymous landscape. In some of these we see that even geological forms become subject to resampling. But then there are also what could be called a back series – that is, the backs of incredible buildings whose f...

Feral architecture

Photos by Filip Dujardin.
Junkspace, controlspace, blurred zones … Ballardian space (‘The Ultimate City’, in particular). BLDGBLOG on the ‘resampled space’ of Belgian photographer Filip Dujardin:
Filip Dujardin makes images of unexpected buildings – that is, he “combines photographs of parts of buildings into new, fictional, architectonic structures,” Mark Magazine explains.
The resulting projects look like old factory sites in the American rust belt – Mark describes them as “informal and often dilapidated structures with unspecified functions” – or, in some cases, new projects by LOT-EK, Simon Ungers, or OMA.

There seem to be multiple sub-themes, and even sub-projects, within the larger effort. There are surreal detached structures, for instance, like the image that opens this post, standing free amidst a recognizable but anonymous landscape. In some of these we see that even geological forms become subject to resampling. But then there are also what could be called a back series – that is, the backs of incredible buildings whose fa...

Sex times Esquire equals a lesbian expose on the cover

From Esquire (UK edition), October 2008:
Hans Ulrich Obrist. Formulas for Now.
What do you get if you multiply sex by technology? The future (according to JG Ballard, in this book). Obrist, co-director of the Serpentine Gallery, asked creatives and academics to invent a formula that summed up modern life: Jeff Koons, Richard Dawkins and Damien Hirst were among those to oblige. Out now. (Thames & Hudson).

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Sex times Esquire equals a lesbian expose on the cover

From Esquire (UK edition), October 2008:
Hans Ulrich Obrist. Formulas for Now.
What do you get if you multiply sex by technology? The future (according to JG Ballard, in this book). Obrist, co-director of the Serpentine Gallery, asked creatives and academics to invent a formula that summed up modern life: Jeff Koons, Richard Dawkins and Damien Hirst were among those to oblige. Out now. (Thames & Hudson).

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Kosmopolis 08: Landing Gear

Photo: Simon Sellars.
Sorry for the long absence — I promised ‘daily updates’, well, that didn’t happen. It’s taken me ages to get my thoughts down about Barcelona and Kosmopolis because the experience was so rich, but contributing factors included jet lag, computer problems and a lengthy spell of writer’s block. But mainly it was the richness and how to process it. Kosmopolis was the best literary festival I’ve attended for the intrigue in the program as well as for the organisation — even as one of the lesser participants (in terms of career and achievements), I was made to feel like a king. The Kosmopolis team are a genuinely interesting, creative and dedicated bunch and this transmits into every facet of the show. Thank you Jordi, Miquel, Barbara, Teresa, Juan, Marta and everyone else!
Arriving in Barcelona is a sensory delight. The rhythm of the city is completely different to Melbourne. You get a valid sense of this via traffic flow, the true index of civility. In Barcelona cyclists are treated as road vehicles with equal rights on the tarmac, and traffic signals for bot...

Kosmopolis 08: Landing Gear

Photo: Simon Sellars.
Sorry for the long absence — I promised ‘daily updates’, well, that didn’t happen. It’s taken me ages to get my thoughts down about Barcelona and Kosmopolis because the experience was so rich, but contributing factors included jet lag, computer problems and a lengthy spell of writer’s block. But mainly it was the richness and how to process it. Kosmopolis was the best literary festival I’ve attended for the intrigue in the program as well as for the organisation — even as one of the lesser participants (in terms of career and achievements), I was made to feel like a king. The Kosmopolis team are a genuinely interesting, creative and dedicated bunch and this transmits into every facet of the show. Thank you Jordi, Miquel, Barbara, Teresa, Juan, Marta and everyone else!
Arriving in Barcelona is a sensory delight. The rhythm of the city is completely different to Melbourne. You get a valid sense of this via traffic flow, the true index of civility. In Barcelona cyclists are treated as road vehicles with equal rights on the tarmac, and traffic signals for bo...

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