I've started to read the book ON LONGING by Susan Stewart because I discovered that one of my favourite artists, Ann Hamilton, was influenced by it early in her career. Susan Stewart describes modernist novels (like those by James Joyce and Virgina Woolf) as being difficult. They, (like modernist painting) distance the author from the general reader. Susan Stewart reminds us about how folk tales were told around winter kitchen tables and summer campfires in a conversational way. (with no distance) I am reminded of how folk art, because the hand of the maker is so very evident, is like wise intimate. Unlike the mass produced slickness that we have become used to and expect in our daily lives.
"Both the electric toaster and Finnegan's Wake turn their makers into absent and invisible fictions." susan stewart