Word: inventer
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...dialectical view of his activity-not as a final synthesis, an outcome, but as the starting point for new ideas and acts. He must vanquish the notion of irrevocable structures and definitive statements, so as to restore the people's faith in their own power to shape history, to invent their own modes of struggle. And this demystification must be achieved in praxis by creating forms that remain open, unfinished, and that include the people and their abilities to analyze, debate, and take action. It is one thing to speak of the people's power and quite another to urge...
...When my ideas are needed badly enough, they're accepted. So I just invent, then wait until man comes around to needing what I've invented...
Jubilant Shout. Schwitters did not invent collage as a medium-Braque and Picasso were ahead of him. But when he began making his first assembled images in 1918, he managed to shift the function and look of collage far from its cubist origins. He rummaged through the trash cans of his native Hannover the way an archaeologist might pick over a buried midden heap, on the sound theory that a culture reveals itself in what it throws away. Schwitters was the first to make poetry of this fact, calling his collages "Merz-pictures." The word came from a fragment...
CLAVELL does not have the artistry for stylization, and he cannot invent a full folk idiom. His dialogue remains strictly functional, hardly, in any dramatic sense, dialogue at all. He is tough-minded, and is very matter-of-fact about Satanism, religious fanaticism, and brutal deaths; but there is so much dynamic material that we are not sure of how we should respond to anything...
Cosmic Longings. Beckett is a defrauded priest, a God-intoxicated man who has joined some celestial A.A. If God did exist, Beckett would have to un-invent him so that he could carry on his distinctly Irish ritual, the wake. All of Beckett's plays are wakes for God. His desperate cosmic longings are deeply felt; but prolonged mourning, like anything else, does grow tedious. That is why Beckett is best in small doses. A brief cloudburst of tears like the one-acter, Krapp's Last Tape, is morosely refreshing, but a full-length downpour like Godot leaves...