![]() ![]() The impact of Virginia Woolf’s The Waves on Schneemann’s practice was noted by the show’s curator – it’s regarded as her most experimental work, which I had some trouble getting through a few years ago, but I loved the show so much that I plan to give it a reappraisal.Īutumn, I think, is about rediscovery and recentering, too. On a recent visit to the Barbican’s vast retrospective of Carolee Schneemann’s work, I saw a selection of books and magazines from her personal archive. Given the weather’s turning, too, I’m seeing more art again. As the leaves turn and reality sets in after a reckless summer, you’ll also find celebration and consideration of the – seemingly – mundane in this month’s column, as well as a healthy dose of salacious spookiness. Welcome to autumn, and to a round-up of books that feels almost painfully on theme: expect comfort food, (Freudian) ghosts, graveyards and lots of smut to escape into. ![]()
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