· Resident Weirdo·
A number of years ago, Red76 took over the old boiler room of PS1 / MoMA in Long Island City, NY and created a weekend long project called Book Motel. The central question, “How do activists experience leisure?”
This is a question we’d still like some answers about. Our first foray into figuring it out was a blast.
In celebration of Chris Martin (Poet / Co-Editor of Society) and his new book of poems, The Falling Down Dance (Coffeehouse Press) we invite you to join the authors below for a pint just down the way from the shop at Eastlake Craft Brewing, for a reading and conversation about verse and fatherhood. Readers will include:
We’ve produced a chapbook for the occasion, entitled of course, Rad Dads. It’s cheap. Like $5.
As part of an intermittent series of conversations taking place at Beyond Repair entitled Publics and Publication, Emory Douglas (artist and former Minister of Culture for The Black Panther Party) and Sam Gould (Editor of Red76) will discuss the role of the BPP’s newspaper, The Black Panther, as not simply a fixed object existing to move information along, but a very specific device to form a public around the desires and ideals of the Black Panther Party and its orbit.
The conversation will touch on both the practical elements of putting out the paper, but equally as much the theoretical role and value of The Black Panther and how it served as a tool to illustrate distance between individuals, a device that opened up a space of questioning for the reader, pragmatically, within their day. Inasmuch The Black Panther was both a physical object, allowed to travel relatively freely within the world, but just as much a subject, a tool for public-making afforded a nature as complex as its readership.
What are the implications, and I’m speaking most especially about American culture here, of a society that strives so aggressively to be “normal” in the midst of a cultural moment of acceleration wherein the value of life is so blatantly valueless?
Everyone’s fucked up. That’s nothing to be upset about. But how we manifest, or are unwittingly manipulated into acting upon, our fucked-up-edness, is a matter that does deserve scrutiny. And, in what seems increasingly counterintuitive of late, maybe even compassion.
“A shadow that is no less ominous because it is formless and obscure”
– Rachel Carson