The online presence of author and critic Aaron Peck.
About the author:
Aaron Peck is the author of The Bewilderments of Bernard Willis and Letters to the Pacific (in collaboration with artists Adam Harrison and Dominic Osterried).
Excerpts from a novel-in-progress, The Bad Arts, have appeared in The Capilano Review, Joyland, Matrix Magazine, and West Coast Line.
Reviews, interviews and articles have appeared in Artforum, Art Agenda, Art Papers, bookforum.com, Canadian Art, Foam, Fillip, La Fabrica's Matador, and 01 Magazine, and he has contributed to numerous exhibition catalogs.
In 2012, he was invited to participate as a "writer-in-residence" at Documenta 13.
He also teaches at Emily Carr University of Art and Design where, in 2011, he won the Ian Wallace Excellence In Teaching Award. He lives in Vancouver, BC.
Buy his books here:
The first one is most easily ordered through your local bookstore, if you live in Canada, or, from elsewhere, online via amazon's Canadian site, amazon.ca:
My brief reading during last night’s Publication Studio/Highlands Dinner Club event. A number of books and authors were featured, including Carl Skoggard’s translations of Walter Benjamin, and B Wurtz’s new book with PS. The dinner took place in Harlem in a basement about two blocks away from where I originally wrote the book.
“What matters for the dialectician is to have the wind of world history in his sails. Thinking means for him: setting the sails. What is important is how they are set. Words are his sails. The way they are set makes them into concepts.”
Benjamin, Walter. The Arcades Project. Trans. Howard Eiland and Kevin McLaughlin. Cambridge, Mass: Belknap, 2002. 473. Print.
Two things: (1) lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about Benjamin’s ‘literary montage,’ as practiced by writers like Susan Sontag, Alexander Kluge and Wayne Koestenbaum, especially after teaching the form in my criticism course a few weeks ago; (2) a brief review I’m writing had me thinking about history, so I went back to consult my copy of TheArcades Project, particularly “On the Theory of Knowledge, Theory of Progress,” and I rediscovered this passage.
Just finished listening to awE naturalE on NPR’s website. Wow, I’ve been a big fan of Thee Satisfaction since I saw them open for Shabazz Palaces at the Wild Buffalo in Bellingham in 2010, so I’ve been waiting for this album for a long time. It is so good.
“A month or so afterwards, when Jim, in answer to pointed questions, tried to tell honestly the truth of this experience, he said, speaking of the ship: ‘She went over whatever it was as easy as a snake crawling over a stick.’”
It’s Proust month! For the past seven years, I have read a volume of Proust every January, which means I am now on the last volume of In Search of Lost Time, Time Regained (also translated as Finding Time Again). I invite others to join me, reading whatever volume they happen to be on, or even want to read. I like the idea of an out-of-synch reading group, a somewhat anarchic institution, without regard to any individual chronology, where everyone reads from the same book at the same time every year, but without definite knowledge of each other or even where in the tome other readers are, a kind of open secret. Secondly, the project of reading one volume a year of a künstlerroman about memory, well, lends itself to the book’s major themes. One’s own experience of reading becomes rather Proustian. I’ve vowed to continue reareading a volume every year as long as I’m able to read. And there’s something about this calendar-based structure that works so well with the book. Without having finished the seventh volume, I’m already excited to begin Swann’s Way again next January.
Watching this video again for the first time since probably 1993, I was surprised by how awesomely weird it is. I mean, even before the “Buggin Out” section starts, they’re playing with the frame of the camera. Example: they’re filmed walking along the East River interspersed with a shot of Q-Tip rapping over top of a miniature cut-out of the NYC skyline. Oh and it ends with some a cappella freestyling.