BILL BERKSON is a poet and art critic living in San Francisco and New York. He is professor emeritus at the San Francisco Art Institute, where he taught art history, writing, and poetry from 1984 until 2008.
What You SeeBy Bill Berkson
Can you say it or write it? Or, formally speaking, in what respect is seeing transferable to speech and/or writing? As Baudelaire would put it, the question grabs us by the throat.
By Bill Berkson
IN RESPONSE TO JOAN MITCHELL/MEDITATIONS IN AN EMERGENCY
(Verbatim, the Brooklyn Rail, February, 2016)
As editor with oversight of the entire production of In Memory of My Feelings (Museum of Modern Art, 1967; bound facsimile reprint, 2005), I offer the following additional information about its making, as well as a few corrections.
Responses for Irving Sandler (A Later Seizure), November 21By Bill Berkson
No should about it. There are only the people who behave with this term art criticism peculiarly in mind. Do as you like, say what you will, and gimme a break.
Dear ThyrzaBy Bill Berkson
I guess art’s scariness is part of the delight most of us must eventually succumb to in doing it.
ABOUT POLYPHONY: All in OneBy Bill Berkson
The most beautiful dream is that moment in Purgatorio when first Virgil rejoins the four shades of ancient poets on the enamelled green, and after a while they invite Dante in, so that I was sixth amid so much wisdomthe gist being theres room for more.
What is Art?By Bill Berkson
A prominent art critic walks through a museum exhibition of photographs of homeless people. She notes that the exhibition also features paraphernalia of the homelessa sleeping bag, cardboard flats, plastic containers.
Entries from Not An ExitBy Bill Berkson
Bill Berkson lives in San Francisco and visits New York often. His Portrait and Dream: New & Selected Poems appeared from Coffee House Press last year. Not an Exit, with images by Léonie Guyer, will be published in a limited edition by Jungle Garden Press, Faifax, California, in 2010.