A week has passed without a Crate, so it seems to be high time to get one opened again. I have enough material about South America to keep going for another two months, but in order for us not to get bored, I will finish this series today and keep the rest for the future – this will not be the last instance that the Crate will look towards South America. So, let’s have a look at the last of the Surrealists flourishing in Mexico City and proceed to opening this Crate without further ado.
- “I am as mysterious to myself as I am mysterious to others.” – Leonora Carrington was famously loath to explain her work throughout her life, and struggled with presenting public persona as an artist. This “neglectful daughter, selfish sister, and absent aunt” who also worked according to herself “with a baby in one hand and a paintbrush in the other” created dreamy worlds full of otherworldly creatures, at least partly based on her own vivid life experience and interest in the occult, and was apparently referred to as ‘one of those European bitches’ by Frida Kahlo.
2. We don’t really know any more if the truth is out there, but there definitely are a lot of weird objects. And yes, I am referring to space and not Roswell.
3. Just in case you happen to be going to India any time soon, it’ll surely be handy to know how bread is called in the different regions.
4. Brutalism as architectural style had golden days in the Eastern Bloc during the Communist era and left a number of imposing buildings behind, among others hotels and resorts.
5. Cannot separate your greens from your blues? Blame the sun.
6. And to finish off for this week, some poetry spamming – one of my very favourite poems from Sylvia Plath.
And that’s it for this time. Happy reading and until next week!
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