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Thursday, 21 March 2024

Some Books About… CARTOONISTS

 

Hermes Press
2010
 
 
 
John Buscema: Michelangelo of Comics (2010) by BRIAN PECK
 
 
As a boy I was a voracious reader of many types of comics but my undisputed favourites were the superhero titles published by the Marvel Comics Group.  Although a number of gifted artists worked for the company during its heyday in the 1960s and early 1970s — Gene Colan, Steve Ditko, Gil Kane, Jack Kirby, John Romita, the list is long and illustrious — I was particularly impressed by the dynamic, visually arresting work of John Buscema (1927–2002).  Buscema's matchless knowledge of human anatomy, combined with his mastery of unusual perspective and unsurpassed ability to depict imaginary events in a naturalistic manner, made him one of the most widely imitated artists in the industry and one whose influence shows no signs of waning in the twenty-first century.
 
 
Like me, Brian Peck grew up reading and loving Marvel Comics and iconic Buscema-drawn characters like The Silver Surfer.  'One of the biggest regrets I have as a comic book reader and art collector,' he writes in his brief but affectionate 2010 biography of the artist, 'is that I never got to meet John Buscema, to tell him how much his art and stories meant to me, growing up.  I hope this book will show in some small way, how "the man who hated comics" influenced many generations of readers, artists and the industry.'  The book is a detailed chronological tribute to an artist who had, by his own admission, an ambivalent attitude toward the superhero genre and the 'unrealistic' characters he was required to draw to earn his living.
 
 
Peck traces Buscema's life from his birth in New York in 1927, through his formative years as a student at the city's School of Music and Art and his efforts to break into what was the relatively new World War Two-era comic book industry.  He also discusses Buscema's abandonment of his cartooning career to pursue a new career as an advertising artist before returning to comics in 1966 at the request of Stan Lee, his former boss at what was known in the 1940s as Timely Comics before changing its name to Atlas and finally to Marvel prior to the superhero revival that began with the August 1962 publication of issue #15 of Amazing Fantasy and the debut appearance of an immediately popular new character called Spider-Man.  
 
 
The transition from designing advertising layouts to drawing larger-than-life superheroes proved to be a challenging one for Buscema to negotiate.  Lee reportedly hated the first stories his former employee penciled for Marvel, complaining that while Buscema showed a definite talent for illustration that did not automatically make him adept at creating the kind of tightly plotted layouts vital to the success of the modern comic book story.  To solve this problem Lee gave Buscema several examples of Jack Kirby's work to take home and study, instructing the artist before he left his office that he must learn to 'Draw like that!'  
 
 
By 1968, with his genre re-defining work on The Avengers impressing fans and colleagues alike, Buscema had become one of Marvel's top artists, creating characters and stories that would, within less than a decade, go on to achieve legendary status.  He also set a new benchmark for the depiction of women in superhero titles, making female characters like The Wasp (AKA Janet Van Dyne) alluringly attractive without cheapening or belittling them in the process.  While this hardly sounds radical today, it was a significant turning point in what was then a male-dominated and unapologetically sexist industry.
 

 

Conan The Barbarian
Splash Panel c 1977
© 2010 Marvel Characters Inc
 
 
 
 
Of course, comic books are a collaborative artform and Peck also takes the time to identify and praise the contributions made by Buscema's creative partners including the many talented artists who inked his work and Roy Thomas, the writer responsible for scripting much of it and introducing him to what would become his favourite character, Conan the Barbarian.  'Conan appealed to John,' Peck states, 'because he wasn't a superhero… Conan was real; he could be hurt.  When it came to Conan, John dropped the superhero type of layouts for more realism.'  The popularity of the character throughout the 1970s led to the creation of a larger format black-and-white magazine titled The Savage Sword of Conan that gave the A-list team of Thomas and Buscema the opportunity to produce longer stories featuring more adult-themed material.  Buscema did much of his finest work for this magazine, his painstakingly detailed black and white drawings demonstrating that the time he'd spent as a boy studying the work of Renaissance artists Raphael and Leonardo da Vinci (and presumably Michelangelo as well) at the Metropolitan Museum of Art had not been wasted.
 
 
Peck is above all a passionate fan of the artist as is amply demonstrated by his detailed knowledge of every aspect of Buscema's work and his ability to write about it with both perception and intelligence.  The book also includes an extensive bibliography and a meticulously curated list of the artist's entire published works, beginning with his earliest efforts for Timely Comics in 1948 and ending with Justice League of America: Barbarians his final unfinished assignment for DC Comics — the great rival to Marvel and a company he had rarely worked for over the years — in late 2001 prior to his death from stomach cancer the following January.
 
 
The book's only flaw, if it can be said to have one, is that none of Buscema's artwork is reproduced in color within its 167 pages.  That said, the art is more than capable of standing on its own without that embellishment, welcome though it would have been.
 
 
 

John Buscema: Michelangelo of Comics is currently out of print. 
 



 
 
 
Abrams Books
2015
 
 
 
 
Out of Line: The Art of Jules Feiffer (2015) by MARTHA FAY


The publication of this beautiful, copiously illustrated celebration of the work of North American cartoonist and all-round creative genius Jules Feiffer followed the appearance of his autobiography Backing Into Forward by five years and serves, in many ways, as a companion piece to that earlier, equally fascinating volume.  While no one can tell Feiffer's story in quite the same humorously engaging way that Feiffer himself tells it, Martha Fay has done an excellent job of collating what is currently the most thorough visual survey of his work to appear in the upscale 'artbook' format.
 
 
Feiffer's story — for those who may be unfamiliar with his groundbreaking work for publications including The Village Voice and Playboy — is in many ways the story of cartooning itself in post-World War Two North America.  Like John Buscema, Feiffer was a child of the 1920s who grew up devouring classic 'golden age' newspaper strips like Popeye and Flash Gordon and began trying to copy them from the moment he was old enough to hold a crayon.  Again like Buscema, he found an entry level job in what was then a new and thriving comic book industry — in his case, as one of many assistants to Will Eisner, creator of The Spirit and the artist the industry's most prestigious award is today named in honor of — that led to him creating Clifford, his own newspaper strip, before he was drafted into the army (very much against his will) in 1951.  
 
 
Becoming a soldier, Feiffer claimed, robbed him not only of his individuality but also of the power of speech.  As he wrote in his autobiography: 'I'd have a thought in my head, I'd start to say something, but the words wouldn't follow the thought in my head… They were stealing my soul.  They were turning me into a puddle — not a soldier, by any means.'  Demoralizing as Feiffer's experiences of army life were, they did inspire his first long form cartoon story Munro, the tale of a five year old boy who's drafted by mistake but expected to loyally serve his country nonetheless.  The story would not appear in print until 1959, by which time Feiffer had become internationally famous for the work he regularly published in the pages of The Village Voice.
 
 
It would be impossible to overestimate what a profound impact Feiffer's mid to late 1950s work had on his young, college educated, culturally aware, increasingly sophisticated audience.  After trying and failing to launch a slew of syndicated daily newspaper strips, he began to utilize what he was experiencing in post-army New York life as material, giving his intensely personal angst-filled work an immediacy that, combined with his new, much looser drawing style and brilliantly witty dialogue, made it irresistibly appealing to a generation that, while financially better off than their parents' generation had ever dreamed of being, was struggling to deal with feelings of malaise, disenchantment and what was often a crippling if inexplicable sense of guilt.
 
  
 

 
First appearance of Bernard Mergendeiler
The Village Voice 
13 November 1957


 
 
Feiffer's cartoons, featuring his hangdog alter-ego Bernard Mergendeiler and a host of other occasionally recurring characters, struck a chord with his readers just as the stand-up routines of comedians like Mort Sahl and Lenny Bruce were doing, poking fun at sexual relationships, careerism and the Establishment while expressing liberal political views that were very much at odds with those espoused by the nation's conservative-minded majority.  In time Feiffer became much more than a cartoonist, going on to write several plays, a novel and the screenplay for the 1971 film Carnal Knowledge — a project that helped to make a major star of a young, still relatively unknown actor named Jack Nicholson and has long been considered an era-defining work of art in its own right.
 
 
Martha Fay does an excellent job of covering the many phases of Feiffer's career, including his Village Voice and Playboy years and his later triumphs as an author and illustrator of high quality children's literature.  Her book is flawlessly designed and also features many of its subject's childhood drawings, something rarely seen in volumes of this kind.  It is a treasure trove for Feiffer fanatics like myself and a handy reminder of an era when cartoon art was a central component of contemporary Western culture.  It is also worth reading for the lively foreword penned by Mike Nichols, someone who first met Feiffer in 1958 and would go on to direct Carnal Knowledge along with several of his plays.
 
 
 
Out Of Line: The Art of Jules Feiffer remains in print and may be available from your local bookstore or preferred online retailer.      
 
 
 
 
 



Harry N Abrams Inc
2009
 
 
 
The Art of Harvey Kurtzman: The Mad Genius of Comics (2009) by DENIS KITCHEN and PAUL BUHLE

 
No North American cartoonist probably had a greater influence on his peers and the artists who followed him than Harvey Kurtzman (1924–1993).  And when I say 'artists' I mean artists in the broadest possible sense of the term, as did the editors of The New York Times when they described him, not at all inaccurately, as 'One of the most important figures in post-war America.' 
 
 
Kurtzman's work had just as great an impact on the worlds of cinema and animation as it had on the worlds of art and design despite the fact he never directly worked in the motion picture industry and worked only briefly as an animator.  As award-winning comic artist Art Spiegelman states in his introduction to this long overdue celebration of his former mentor's life and many astonishing achievements, 'Kurtzman's MAD held a mirror up to American society, exposing the hypocrisies and distortions of mass media with jazzy grace and elegance.  He's our first post-modern humorist, laying the groundwork for such contemporary humor and satire as Saturday Night Live, Monty Python and Naked Gun.'

 
Kurtzman, the middle son of Eastern European Jewish immigrants, was born in New York City in 1924 and, like his younger contemporary John Buscema, attended the city's vocational High School of Music and Art.  He was drafted in 1943 and honorably discharged two years later, returning to New York to pick up where he had left off as assistant to visual artist and 'content creator for hire' Louis Ferstadt.  Within months this led to a host of other assignments and, eventually, to him earning a precarious living as a freelancer for companies like Timely where, again like Buscema, he was supervised by its brash young editor Stan Lee.  
 
 
Specializing in wacky humor strips like Hey Look!, Kurtzman developed an idiosyncratic, slightly surreal approach to sequential art that directly challenged the established conventions of what was generally considered to be a medium created for and marketed exclusively to children — skills that would prove invaluable when he began drafting and editing graphic horror stories for EC Publications in the early 1950s in a series of eye-popping titles that included Tales From the Crypt, The Haunt of Fear and Weird Fantasy.  
 
 
Many of the stories and covers Kurtzman subsequently created for EC would go on to become legendary, with his original artwork selling for thousands of dollars after the new generation of 'underground comix' artists like Robert Crumb (creator of Fritz the Cat) and Gilbert Shelton (creator of The Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers) confessed to being inspired by his work.  Horror comics — a genre that Kurtzman himself is said to have disliked — went on to become the bestselling titles of the 1950s, closely followed by war and science fiction comics that he, with his genius for creating striking cover images and attention grabbing splash panels, was likewise instrumental in perfecting and popularizing.
 


Cover of MAD magazine #1
October-November 1952
Art and design by
HARVEY KURTZMAN
 
 
 
 
Kurtzman followed his virtually one-man re-invention of the horror, war and science fiction genres with an equally bold re-invention of the modern humor magazine.  As Jules Feiffer was discovering, readers' tastes were changing and so were the subjects they were interested in reading about.  The publication of Issue #24 of MAD magazine in July 1955 was a watershed moment in the history of the North American periodical industry, with EC ditching the traditional comic book format (at Kurtzman's urging) to present MAD as a slicker, larger format magazine of undeniably superior quality.  Issue #24 of MAD proved so popular that it eventually had to be reprinted, a phenomenon unheard of in the industry at that time. 
 
 
But trouble was brewing behind the scenes for companies like EC.  The forces of conservatism, alarmed by the gore and violence they perceived to be an integral feature of post-war comics, were using their government connections to try to censor the entire industry.  The negative publicity generated by this highly publicized censorship campaign affected EC's bottom line profits and eventually saw the increasingly popular MAD — a subversive magazine if ever there was one — sold off to the powerful American News Company conglomerate.
 
 
The controversy over censorship, along with his natural skepticism and love of truth, underpins all the outstanding satire that Kurtzman would go on to create and publish in the pages of MAD.  Finally freed from the onerous task of personally drawing, writing and designing every new issue of the magazine, he was able to employ a talented team of writers and artists, notably Wallace Wood, to create hilarious parodies of what had previously been off-limits content like classic films, animated cartoons, syndicated comic strips and the new 'threatening' medium of television.  (He even poked fun at the 1950s experiment with 3D films, creating a 3D comic strip that remains, to this day, the only truly successful print media example of this process.)  
 
 
Despite his creative boldness, Kurtzman remained frustrated by the fact that the ultimate arbiter of what could and could not appear in the pages of MAD was its new publisher, William Gaines Jr.  Frustrated by this ongoing lack of creative control, Kurtzman quit the magazine in 1956, ushering in a long period of work that Kitchen and Buhle describe as being 'perennially disappointing or catastrophic, marked with flashes of creative brilliance and opportunity that faded from sight soon enough.' 
 
 
Kitchen and Buhle are the ideal authors to explore and comment on Kurtzman's enduring artistic legacy, with Kitchen having served as the artist's creative executor since his death as well as being a gifted cartoonist and pioneering editor and publisher in his own right.  They're particularly good at unraveling Kurtzman's often complicated relationships with his various bosses and his equally complicated relationship with the world of commerce.  (Unlike his close friend Will Eisner, creator of The Spirit, Kurtzman did not retain ownership of the vast majority of his work and was therefore unable to reap the financial rewards it should have brought him following his 're-discovery' by the underground in the late 1960s.)
 
 
Although he continued to create and edit a number of magazines throughout the 1960s — a list that includes Humbug and Help! among others — and was instrumental in launching the careers of Robert Crumb and future Monty Python member Terry Gilliam, Kurtzman was never adequately remunerated for his work even after his strip Little Annie Fanny, co-created with long time friend Will Elder, made its debut appearance in the pages of Playboy in 1965(He assumed that he and Elder owned the copyright to the character without getting their ownership confirmed in writing by Hugh Hefner and his lawyers.  The result was a 26 year run on a project that earned him thousands when, based on circulation alone, it should have earned him millions.)  Although he made a good enough living to support himself and his family, he became increasingly reliant on Playboy as his primary source of income, sometimes to the detriment of the other projects he would pursue throughout the 1970s, 1980s and prior to his death, at the age of sixty-eight, in 1993.
 
 
This book is a loving and cleverly designed tribute to the influential genius of Harvey Kurtzman, featuring a range of accompanying illustrations that are as diverse as they are far-ranging, covering every aspect of his career in exactingly comprehensive detail.  Kitchen and his co-author Buhle, an academic who specializes in studies of comic book art and other forms of popular culture, are to be applauded for producing what ranks as one of the most impressive overviews of the work of any North American artist, cartoon or otherwise, ever published.  Like the work of its subject, the book is a classic of its kind that no self-respecting pop culture fan can afford to be without.
 
 
 
 
The Art of Harvey Kurtzman: The Mad Genius of Comics is currently out of print. 
 
 
 
 

 
 
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Thursday, 14 March 2024

Poet of the Month 089: EILEEN O'SHAUGHNESSY

 

EILEEN O'SHAUGHNESSY [BLAIR], c 1936


 

 

 

 

 

END OF THE CENTURY, 1984

 

 

 

Death

 

Synthetic winds have blown away

Material dust, but this one room

Rebukes the constant violet ray

And dustless sheds a dusty gloom.

Wrecked on the outmoded past

Lie North and Hillard, Virgil, Horace,

Shakespeare's bones are quiet at last,

Dead as Yeats or William Morris.

Have not the inmates earned their rest?

A hundred circles traversed they

Complaining of the classic quest

And, each inevitable day,

Illogically trying to place

A ball within an empty space.

 

 

Birth

 

Every loss is now a gain

For every chance must follow reason.

A crystal palace meets the rain

That falls at its appointed season.

No book disturbs the lucid line

For sun-bronzed scholars tune their thought

To Telepathic Station 9

From which they know just what they ought:

The useful sciences; the arts

Of telesalesmanship and Spanish

As registered in Western parts;

Mental cremation that shall banish

Relics, philosophies and colds —

Mañana-minded ten-year-olds.

 

 

The Phoenix

 

Worlds have died that they may live,

May plume again their fairest feathers

And in their clearest songs may give

Welcome to all spontaneous weathers.

Bacon's colleague is called Einstein,

Huxley shares Platonic food,

Violet rays are only sunshine

Christened in the modern mood,

In this house if in no other

Past and future may agree,

Each herself, but each the other

In a curious harmony,

Finding both a proper place

In the silken gown's embrace.

 

 

 

(1934)

 

 

 

 

This poem was written in 1934 by Eileen O'Shaughnessy, first wife of George Orwell (AKA Eric Arthur Blair), for a commemorative volume celebrating the fiftieth anniversary of her alma mater, the Sunderland High School for Girls.  

 

The poem was reprinted in the notes section of Wifedom: Mrs Orwell's Invisible Life, a 2023 biography by Anna Funder that sets out to explain why Eileen — Mrs Blair as she was known after marrying her still obscure writer husband on 9 June 1936 — has been so thoroughly erased from the work he published under the pseudonym 'George Orwell' and why her invaluable contributions to both that work and his life have been consistently downplayed if not rigorously ignored by his numerous male biographers.  

 

Funder employs several techniques to do this, including trying to extrapolate Eileen's feelings about her life with Orwell from her surviving letters and 'recreating' key scenes from their marriage that, while engagingly written, are nonetheless speculations which cannot be said to have any firm basis in reality.  While insisting that her intention was not to 'cancel' Orwell — a writer she claims to have always admired — the picture Funder paints of his life with Eileen and his persistently shabby treatment of her is seldom a flattering or, indeed, a positive one.  Indeed, it shows Eric Blair/George Orwell to have been a classic example of a man who failed in his personal life to live up to the ideals he espoused in his public life as a novelist, journalist and broadcaster.  Blair/Orwell was, to put it bluntly, a bit of a shit who routinely put his own needs first and his wife's needs a distant second — an attitude that, while considered completely unacceptable in the second decade of the twenty-first century, was entirely typical of the male-dominated society of 1930s and 1940s England. 

 

The pity is that Eileen, who attended Oxford University where she read English and eventually graduated with an MA in Educational Psychology, wrote no memoir before her untimely death at the age of thirty-nine.  She was clearly an exceptional human being whose contributions to Orwell's work, both in England and in war-torn Spain where they went shortly after their marriage to support the anti-Franco Republican cause, were undoubtedly crucial to its success.  

 

I say 'probably' because, speculative biographies notwithstanding, Eileen O'Shaughnessy-Blair remains an elusive figure whose motivations for marrying and staying with such a difficult man can never be known for certain.  According to Charles Orr, a colleague of hers who worked with her in Spain creating propaganda on behalf of the Independent Labor Party, '[Eileen] could not resist talking about Eric — her hero husband, whom she obviously loved and admired.'  That does not sound like the behaviour of someone who regretted her marriage or her choice of life partner.  For all anybody knows, Mrs Blair may have preferred to keep a low profile, content to let Orwell receive all the attention while she focused on maintaining their often precarious household.  Not a particularly fulfilling role for someone possessed of her obvious intelligence and literary talent, but again a typical one for the majority of women, even educated women, of her class and generation after becoming wives all but robbed them of any sense of autonomy or individual identity.  

 

While it may console us to retrospectively apply today's moral standards to yesterday's events, doing so is largely an exercise in futility.  The past was what it was, just as the present is unfortunately and often very unfairly what it is.  Better to admit that women — not just the wives of illustrious if openly sexist writers like Orwell but in fact all women — got a raw deal back then and do whatever is necessary to prevent that from being the case today and on into the future.

 

 

 

Use the link below to read a review of Eileen: The Making of George Orwell, an earlier biography of EILEEN BLAIR (née O'SHAUGHNESSY) by SYLVIA TOPP published in 2020: 

 

 

https://www.theguardian.com/books/2020/mar/10/eileen-the-making-of-george-orwell-sylvia-topp-review

 

 

 

 

 

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Thursday, 7 March 2024

The Write Advice 193: CAN XUE

 

The particular characteristics of my stories have now been acknowledged.  Nevertheless, when someone asks me directly, 'What is really going on in your stories?  How do you write them?' I'm profoundly afraid of being misunderstood, so all I can say is, 'I don't know.'  From any earthly perspective, in truth I do not know.  When I write, I intentionally erase any knowledge from my mind.

      I believe in the grandness of the original power.  The only thing I can do is to devoutly bring it into play in a man-made blind atmosphere.  Thus, I can break loose from the fetters of platitudes and conventions and allow the mighty logos to melt into the omnipresent suggestions that inspire and urge me to keep going ahead.  I don't know what I will write tomorrow or
even in the next few minutes.  Nor do I know what is most related to the 'inspiration' that has produced my works in an unending stream for more than two decades. But I know one thing with certainty: no matter what
hardships I face, I must preserve the spiritual quality of my life.  For if I were to lose it, I would lose my entire foundation.

 

Interview [Manoa, Volume 18, Number 1 – 'Beyond Words: Asian Writers on their Work' – Summer 2006]

 

 

 

Use the link below to read about the life and work of Chinese novelist (and recent Nobel Prize candidate) CAN XUE:




https://www.bbc.com/news/world-asia-china-67014660

 

 

 

 

 

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Friday, 23 February 2024

Think About It 094: AMANDA MARCOTTE

 

For years, there's been an urge in the mainstream media to treat various right-wing ideologies as separate and distinct buckets of thought: the anti-abortion people.  Or the racists.  Or the anti-LGBTQ people.  Or the 'men's rights' people.  Or the people who want the Bible taught in biology classrooms.  But in truth, these groups have always been intertwined and overlapping, to the point where many of these distinctions are without difference.  Turns out the Christian right isn't just sexist and homophobic, but also incredibly racist.  Turns out that white supremacists also have rigid views about 'traditional' gender roles.  The enemy of fascism is never just one group of marginalized people, but anyone who steps outside of their strict ideas about racial, ethnic, religious, and gender hierarchy.

 

'Texas mall mass shooter: A familiar tale of the misogyny-to-fascism pipeline' [Salon, 10 May 2023]

 

 

 

Use the link below to read more articles by North American journalist and author AMANDA MARCOTTE:



https://www.salon.com/writer/amanda_marcotte

 

 

 

 

 

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Friday, 16 February 2024

The Write Advice: CARTOON 022

 

© 1952 Writer's Digest


 

 

Caption:

'If you must be a writer's writer, you can at least write for the ones who can afford to buy books.'

 

 

 

 

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Friday, 9 February 2024

Poet of the Month 088: OSIP MANDELSTAM

 

OSIP MANDELSTAM, c 1921


 

 


CONCERT AT THE RAILWAY STATION

 

 

Can't breathe.  And the firmament seething with worms,

and not one star speaking.

But as God's our witness, there's music above us—

The Aeonian maids, at whose song the station trembles,

and again the violin-laden air is sundered

and fused together by the whistles of trains.

 

Immense park.  The station a glass sphere.

A spell cast again on the iron world.

The train carriage is borne away in state

to the echoing feast in misty Elysium.

Peacocks crying, a piano's bass notes—

I'm late.  I'm afraid.  This is a dream.

 

And I enter the station, the glass forest.

The harmony of violins is dishevelled and weeping.

The savage life of the night choir,

a smell of roses from rotting beds,

where the beloved shade passed the night

under the glass sky, among the travelling clouds.

 

And I think, how like a beggar the iron world

shivers, covered with music and froth.

And I go out through the glass passage.  The steam

blinds the pupils of the violin bows.  Where are you off to?

It's the funeral feast of the beloved shade.

It's the last time the music sounds for us.

 

 

 

1921

from Poems (1928)

 

 

 

 

 

 

Translated by

CLARENCE BROWN 

and  

WS MERWIN

 

 

 

 

'Only in Russia is poetry respected,' the poet Osip Mandelstam once observed'Is there anywhere else where poetry is so common a motive for murder?'  

 

Like his former lover Marina Tsvetaeva (1892–1941) and his close friend (and possible lover) Anna Akhmatova (1889–1966), Mandelstam was ruthlessly persecuted by the Soviet state for no better reason than that his poetry was considered a threat to the popularity of its leader Josef Stalin.  Like his fellow poets, Mandelstam fell under the personal scrutiny of Stalin who treated him, as he treated many of Russia's greatest creative artists, as a disposable plaything whose fate was entirely subject to his own unpredictable whims.

 

Mandelstam first ran afoul of the authorities in May 1934 when he was arrested by the NKVD (the People's Commissariat for Internal Affairs which functioned, essentially, as both the everyday and the 'secret' police responsible for overseeing and implementing all forms of political repression and torture) for having written a satirical poem known as the Stalin Epigram the previous November.  This four stanza poem, which had never appeared in print, had been committed to memory by several of Mandelstam's friends as was common practice at the time in order to avoid the risks associated with trying to publish and distribute unsanctioned works of literature.  Scholars now believe that one of the poet's friends — someone whose identity remains unknown to this day — was responsible for providing the NKVD with a written copy of the poem.

 

Mandelstam, who was born to Jewish parents in the Polish capital Warsaw on 14 January 1891 and taken by them to the Russian capital St Petersburg soon afterwards, was considered one of Russia's most important poets in 1934, a founding member of the Acmeist movement which prized 'compactness of form and clarity of expression' and was loosely affiliated with the contemporaneous Symbolist movement.  

 

Mandelstam, who had converted to Methodism in 1911 so he could attend St Petersburg University, had become, by the end of the 1920s, the well-regarded and well-known author of five poetry collections and several works of prose including collections of autobiographical and travel sketches plus a short novel.  He fully expected to be executed for having dared to criticize the Soviet dictator in verse form.  But in typically capricious fashion, Stalin defied Mandelstam's expectations by exiling him to the small town of Cherdyn in the remote Northern Ural region of the eastern USSR rather than condemning him to death or sending him to the gulag (a slightly more prolonged but no less effective form of death sentence).  

 

The psychological strain of being arrested and exiled proved too much for Mandelstam who, shortly after his arrival in Cherdyn, attempted suicide by jumping from the window of a hospital room he was sharing with his wife Nadezhda.  Following a heartfelt appeal by his brother to the Soviet authorities, the distraught poet was granted permission to choose his own place of exile on condition that he not ask to reside in any of the country's twelve largest cities.  Mandelstam and his wife — who made it her mission in life to memorize as much of his work as she could and lived long enough to supervise the first clandestine printings of it in the 1970s — eventually chose the southwestern town of Voronezh as their new home, allegedly because the poet found its name appealing.  It was here that Mandelstam wrote his Ode to Stalin, a laudatory work he hoped would protect him from further persecution by showing him to be a loyal Soviet citizen.

 

Mandelstam was allowed to remain in Voronezh and write virtually whatever he liked until May 1937 when Stalin, seeking to consolidate his increasingly tyrannical grip on power, was in the midst of carrying out what came to be known as the 'Great Purge' of Soviet society.  Designed to permanently eliminate the threat posed to his rule by his former ally Leon Trotsky, it saw a wave of mass arrests and show trials occur throughout the USSR, with many prominent political and cultural figures either being executed or sent to correction camps in Siberia or other, equally desolate locations.  

 

One of the more notable victims of Stalin's wrath was Nikolai Bukharin, a revolutionary and renowned Marxist economist who had served as Mandelstam's protector prior to his own arrest in March 1938.  Bukharin recived a sentence of death, prompting Vladimir Stavsky, head of the all-powerful Soviet Writer's Union, to denounce his former protégé Mandelstam — now living in hiding with friends on the outskirts of Moscow — as a traitor and have him arrested on 5 May for supporting 'counter-revolutionary activities.'  

 

In August, with no powerful friends left to speak up on his behalf, Mandelstam was sentenced to five years in a correction camp and transported east, arriving in a transit camp near the city of Vladivostok shortly afterwards.  He died here, a few days before what would have been his forty-eighth birthday, on 27 December 1938, his fellow inmates preferring not to immediately report his death so they could continue to receive and share his meagre ration of food for as long as possible. 

 

The poet was survived by his wife Nadezdha who, as noted, devoted the rest of her life to memorizing his work and preserving as many of his original manuscripts as she could, all the while living a perilously nomadic life that saw her narrowly evade arrest and almost certain execution on several occasions.  She also wrote two harrowing but historically important memoirs of her life with her husband titled Hope Against Hope and Hope Abandoned that were translated into English and first published in the West in 1970 and 1974 respectively.  Nadezdha lived until 29 December 1980, seven years before Soviet Premier Mikhail Gorbachev officially exonerated Mandelstam of treason and all the other crimes Stalin had accused him of having committed against the people of the Soviet Union.  

 

 

 

Use the link below to read more translated poems by Russian poet OSIP MANDELSTAM (1891–1938):



https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/osip-mandelstam#tab-poems

 

 

 

 

 

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Friday, 2 February 2024

The Write Advice 192: EVELYN WAUGH

 

What I think is true is there are only a very limited number of characters in the world, certainly only a very limited number that one man can cope with.  And even [in the work of] the greatest novelists you'll find the same characters turning up again with different names, just as there are very few faces in the world, very few stories in the world… The great thing is never kill your characters.  That's where someone like PG Wodehouse has been so brilliant.  He has a limited number of characters and he's now, what, over eighty, and still producing work as clever and fresh as he was doing sixty years ago… Because he knows his scope and never kills them off.  And there's the awful temptation that a novelist has as he gets towards the last chapter, of thinking, well, 'Finished with them, off with their heads, kill them off, throw one over a precipice, have a motor car accident, do anything, just get rid of them.'  Then he finds [when] he writes his next novel he can't think of anybody else to write about so he has to produce these same people with different names and different circumstances.

 

Monitor [BBC TV, 1964]


 

 

 

Use the link below to read an article about the ninetieth anniversary of Black Mischief, a 1932 novel by British novelist EVELYN WAUGH, published online by Australian academic NAOMI MILTHORPE:

 

 

https://theconversation.com/ninety-years-on-what-can-we-learn-from-reading-evelyn-waughs-troubling-satire-black-mischief-190441

 

 


 

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