1982
Rainer Werner Fassbinder finished Querelle this year, and started work on another film, this next one called Rosa L. On June 10 the script for this project, based on the life of Rosa Luxemburg, is beside him when he’s found at 3:30 a.m. by his editor and companion, Juliane Lorenz, quite dead, a cigarette still between his lips.
These are the years: 1964, 1972, 1977, 1981, 1989, and 1993, 1999, and 2003, and also the future years which do not have numbers yet, nor names, but are given all numbers and names. These are the ages of man: first crying, then screaming, then laughing, and then a different sort of laughing. Then hands-in-pants, then screaming again, then the royal bedroom, and then the endless job. But of all the ages of man, the most splendid is sixteen, just as, of all the regions of the land, the finest is the border, and of all the nights and days of the week, the most enticing is Saturday night; for each have the property of being neither here nor there.
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Rainer Werner Fassbinder finished Querelle this year, and started work on another film, this next one called Rosa L. On June 10 the script for this project, based on the life of Rosa Luxemburg, is beside him when he’s found at 3:30 a.m. by his editor and companion, Juliane Lorenz, quite dead, a cigarette still between his lips.
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The remaining text below is by Jim Lewis, an except from The Sayings, which he wrote in response to the drawings of Steven Shearer (it was originally published on the occasion of the exhibition Double Album: Daniel Guzman and Steven Shearer, curated by Richard Flood at the New Museum in New York, 2008).
These are the years: 1964, 1972, 1977, 1981, 1989, and 1993 . . .
1999, and 2003, and also the future years which do not have numbers yet, nor names, but are given all numbers and names.
These are the ages of man: first crying, then screaming, then laughing, and then a different sort of laughing. Then hands-in-pants, then screaming again, then the royal bedroom, and then the endless job.
But of all the ages of man, the most splendid is sixteen, just as, of all the regions of the land, the finest is the border, and of all the nights and days of the week, the most enticing is Saturday night; for each have the property of being neither here nor there.