My Own Private Ulysses: On the Wall of a Museum #6
Art by Noah Davis Bad Boy for Life , 2007 BELLO: (Coaxingly.) Come, ducky dear, I want a word with you, darling, just to administer correction. Just a little heart to heart talk, sweety. (Bloom puts out her timid head.) There’s a good girly now. (Bello grabs her hair violently and drags her forward.) I only want to correct you for your own good on a soft safe spot. How’s that tender behind? O, ever so gently, pet. Begin to get ready. BLOOM: (Fainting.) Don’t tear my... -U
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My Own Private Ulysses: On the Wall of a Museum #5
Art by Pierre Bonnard Le Pont du Carrousel à Paris , 1903 “Prrprr. Must be the bur. Fff! Oo. Rrpr. Nations of the earth. No-one behind. She’s passed. Then and not till then. Tram kran kran kran. Good oppor. Coming. Krandlkrankran. I’m sure it’s the burgund. Yes. One, two. Let my epitaph be. Kraaaaaa. Written. I have. Pprrpffrrppffff. Done.” - Ulysses, James Joyce Today’s Ezraku : On the Wall of a Museum #5 Bonnard’s unabridged backside to words sp
Feb 26
My Own Private Ulysses: On the Wall of a Museum #4
Art by Jack Kirby and Frank Giacoia “Come along, Stephen, the professor said. That is fine, isn’t it? It has the prophetic vision. Fuit Ilium! The sack of windy Troy. Kingdoms of this world.” - Ulysses, James Joyce Today’s Ezraku : On the Wall of a Museum #4 Jack Kirby’s reload of Kubrick’s Space Odyssey: Joyce’s new mode of Homer’s Ode O’ Sea.
Feb 16
My Own Private Ulysses: Unto You To See What We Would Call Them?
“Come around to Barney Kiernan’s, says Joe. I want to see The Bloomsday Journal.” Unto You To See What We Would Call Them? Here comes a group of Joyceans en masse, Forever drinking, yet they never drown. They’re always so crass, they lack proper class, These beasts deserve their own collective noun. A Menace or a Murder sounds correct, But those are owned by crocodiles and crows. Intrusion fairly fits their foul aspect, But cockroach holds that name, Franz Kafka knows. Cons
Feb 9
My Own Private Ulysses: On the Wall of a Museum #3
Art by Camille Pissarro La Place du Théâtre Français , 1898 “O Lord I wanted to shout out all sorts of things fuck or shit or anything at all” - Mrs Marion Bloom Today’s Ezraku : On the Wall of a Museum #3 Faceless Paris from Pissarro’s high view: Profane privacy of Joyce’s milieu.
Feb 3
My Own Private Ulysses: Enigmas and Puzzles Solved Centuries Ahead of Schedule!
“I’ve put in so many enigmas and puzzles that it will keep the professors busy for centuries arguing over what I meant, and that’s the only way of insuring one’s immortality.” - James Joyce, allegedly Enigmas and Puzzles Solved Centuries Ahead of Schedule! An excommunicated altar boy’s Pittsburgh home lies under siege by James Joyce “Fans” ransacking his comic books and toys. One screamed, “He must free them! He has no choice!” Witnesses claim the eleven-year-old Stole th
Jan 24
My Own Private Ulysses: On the Wall of a Museum #2
Art by Pierre-Auguste Renoir Two Girls Reading, c. 1890-1891 “Your head it simply swurls. Those pretty little seaside gurls.” - Leopold Bloom Today’s Ezraku : On the Wall of a Museum #2 The curlicue cuteness of Renoir swurls: Prudey and crudey, Molly and Gerty, Bloom’s gurls.
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