From Which Stein Times Nine.By Brian Reed. |
Gertrude Stein wrote in a variety of styles over the course
of her career. One can immediately recognize the difference between,
say, the obsessive-compulsive prose of The Making of Americans,
the voluptuous poetry of the Mallorca years, the pronoun-rich poetry of
Stanzas in Meditation, and the storyteller's prose of the late
novels.
Viewed as a whole, then, her work changes over time. These changes can seduce one into speaking of "evolution" or "development"--terms often used by critics eager to co-opt Stein for their literary-historical agendas, or (even worse!) by critics who wish to denigrate her early experimental styles in favor of the "transparent" prose of the autobiographies. But such teleologies are foreign to Stein's own writings, which continually defeat, divert, distort, or ignore linear progression. She preferred circles, and repetition. I wondered if it was possible to "write through" Stein's career--in the manner of John Cage or Jackson Mac Low--in such a way as to (1) preserve the chronology of her writings and (2) to imply neither narrative nor or history but a "landscape" that a reader could inhabit. (For this sense of "landscape," see the second of Lyn Hejinian's Two Stein Talks [Santa Fe: Weaselsleeves Press, 1995].) I came up with the following procedures.
"Stein Times Nine" was the result. I consider the piece somewhat uncanny. In it I can "hear Stein" speaking but I cannot identify which Stein is responsible. Nor can I explain why many of the paragraphs seem to be telling recognizably Stein-like stories instead of dissolving into word salad. "I meant to a circular imagining," the first paragraph says aptly--although this sentence, which sounds like a bit of wisdom from How to Write, is in fact stitched together rather arbitrarily from three other works. Recently I have been writing about musical and painterly minimalism. This "writing through" of Stein is a consequence of trying to think through antinomies in the minimalist war on narrative. To commemorate this fact, in the animated .GIF I have positioned my nine paragraphs against the black-on-black grid pattern made famous by Ad Reinhardt. 
"A Valentine, and Very Mine." "A Circular Play. A Play in Circles." Stein Reader
326-42. Page 328.
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