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"It would be rude not
to leave a few feathers of my own in my unfolding of the work"
RML:
Your poems often adopt disguises, appear to be about one thing but
are actually about another. I'm thinking about Moomin poems that
aren't actually about the trolls, and annunciation poems that are not
really, or just, about angels and virgins.
SC:
I blame my Brown Owl.
The first art work I remember making – that didn’t consist of my parents standing next to a strange abstract expression of a house – was a pasta Jesus smiling serenely from a cardboard canvas. I suppose, even then, that was more about lunch.
The first art work I remember making – that didn’t consist of my parents standing next to a strange abstract expression of a house – was a pasta Jesus smiling serenely from a cardboard canvas. I suppose, even then, that was more about lunch.
The
sense of the absurd is important in the poems you mention but this
absurdism is also underpinned with a serious reflection usually
existential. I think poetry has displaced my sense of character and
Moomins, rubber ducks, angels and virgins are all fragmented
apparitions of my understanding/misunderstanding of philosophy,
theology or life. I studied philosophy for a time and wrote more
interesting marginalia about Heideggerian shadow-puppets than I did
essays about the sublime. I use masks and puppets as ways to express
a sense of displacement, either my own or someone else’s.
Writing a straight description of a painting or an event has its place but it isn’t the kind of poetry that I’ve ever wanted to write. This approach loses some of the extra-imaginative content of life. If I went to a gallery, for example, I wouldn’t want to respond to the art work in this way because I would be missing something important in the exchange between me and the artwork. It would be rude not to leave a few feathers of my own in my unfolding of the work. Moominmamma wouldn’t approve of such behaviour. The Moomins throw up their own problems. As somebody else’s literary invention, there’s the risk of writing too closely to the original. Something new has to come from the interaction to justify it.
Writing a straight description of a painting or an event has its place but it isn’t the kind of poetry that I’ve ever wanted to write. This approach loses some of the extra-imaginative content of life. If I went to a gallery, for example, I wouldn’t want to respond to the art work in this way because I would be missing something important in the exchange between me and the artwork. It would be rude not to leave a few feathers of my own in my unfolding of the work. Moominmamma wouldn’t approve of such behaviour. The Moomins throw up their own problems. As somebody else’s literary invention, there’s the risk of writing too closely to the original. Something new has to come from the interaction to justify it.
If you want to read stories about the Moomins then there’s this writer called Tove Jansson who does a great job. For the Annunciation, I recommend The Gospel of Luke. That’s my favourite.
The
point of ekphrasis is to respond to something. Not just repeat the
same thing.
The
point of ekphrasis is to respond to something. Not just repeat the
same thing. RML:
Yes, of course, although ekphrasis is also to do with mimesis and the translation of image into language. But like you I want to bring some different ideas and ways of thinking to my subject matter.
In
your Slava poems it is almost as though you invented a character, a
state of mind, and a place for him to live, and then wrote what
happened. Most of my work gets fixated on an event or idea, in the
Dear Mary
poems the annunciation, and work from there. I loved thinking about
seeing the annunciation through a surveillance camera, or
re-imagining it as an alien encounter (which I guess in many ways it
was!), and looking at some of the different paintings that artists
have done.
There's
part of me always thinks it would be better to somehow just get my
readers to look at the Fra Angelico annunciations in San Marco,
Florence or San Giovanni though... I'm not trying to be modest, but
there is a sense that words don't do them justice. But I hope the
different ways of thinking about them, and about the whole concept of
another world intervening in the human one, is a different
experience. It's that intervention that I am fascinated by at the
moment.
I
always work in series of paintings too.
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