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Died. Paul Howard ("Dizzy") Trout, 56, Detroit Tigers pitching ace and scrambled-syntax raconteur; of cancer; in Chicago. A country boy from Sandcut, Ind., a town "what can be in two different places overnight if the wind blows hard enough," Trout became a Detroit hero during World War II. In 1944 he won 27 games and posted the lowest earned run average (2.12) in the major leagues. He pitched for several years more, then adapted his freewheeling delivery to a job as the Tigers' radio announcer...
...audience with the suggestion that art, like experience, is inconsistent stuff, vulnerable and quirky, full of tackiness and paradox. Best known among them is a lanky, mercurial artist named William T. Wiley, 34, who lives and works outside San Francisco in a frame house with (shades of Brautigan!) a trout stream flowing beside it. His traveling show, organized by the University Art Museum in Berkeley, opens this week at the Art Institute of Chicago...
Revenge of the Lawn, Brautigan explains, contains two chapters that were meant for Trout Fishing but somehow got misplaced just before the book was published. The first is "Rembrandt Creek," which "looked like a painting hanging in the world's largest museum with a roof that went to the stars and galleries that knew the whisk of comets." The second, "Carthage Sink," is about "a Goddamn bombastic river" that suddenly dried up in mid-boast...
...unlikely that readers of Trout Fishing noticed their absence. The two chapters are just as much at home in this collection of 62 stories as they would have been in their intended novel. In fact, it is not even necessary to separate Brautigan's prose into short stories or novels. All of his images, longings and humor eventually float free of their structural moorings and are kept aloft by the only thing in Brautigan that really counts-his special voice...
...self-confessed minor poet, exploits his limitations to the fullest. Another original, Poet Gary Snyder, has said that Brautigan's work consists of "flowers for the void." Lawn offers plenty of rosemary for remembrance and, if Brautigan harbors any bitterness for a world that now sells used trout streams by the foot, he certainly wears his rue with a difference...