Darryl Claps1964 — Not About AnythingI have this idea about the lives of writers in the first half of the 20th century: completing their art, packaging a copy carefully…Jun 28, 2022Jun 28, 2022
Darryl Claps1964 — The Last Heart of My BeatsOn the road downward, an artist would be smart to pick up younger friends along the way…not necessarily free spirits hitchhiking, but ones…Jun 14, 2022Jun 14, 2022
Darryl Claps1964 — Tripping with BeatsIn 1964, a promising novel was published based on a young writers’ family drama in the Pacific Northwest; this is notable because it was…May 31, 2022May 31, 2022
Darryl Claps1964 — Writing the Truest Sentence You KnowMany readers learned about the American expatriates in 1920’s Paris in 1964 when A Moveable Feast was posthumously published a few years…May 10, 2022May 10, 2022
Darryl Claps1964 — Flying by Umbrella is not a Drug MetaphorShe slid up the banister yet no one connected her with the experiments Harvard man Timothy Leary was doing with LSD. Cold war enthusiasts…May 4, 2022May 4, 2022
Darryl Claps1964 — Disaster and BlackoutIt reads like a synopsis from a Tennessee Williams melodrama: amid the swarthy palms of the Florida Keys, a famous artist suddenly past…Apr 19, 2022Apr 19, 2022
Darryl Claps1964 — Art Smiles at its Own ReflectionCinephile sounds like a dirty word. I wonder if you called someone a cinephile on the street back in 1964 if they would slug you or invite…Apr 11, 2022Apr 11, 2022
Darryl Claps1964 — Alas, Poor AuricWho men choose for boyhood heroes is mostly a matter of what’s culturally available. Boys are exemplary sponges and the advertising…Mar 29, 2022Mar 29, 2022
Darryl Claps1964 — a Melting Watch at Every Bus StopAs an artist, I’ve been told to make sure I’ve employed a copyright on all of my work; to be vigilant of protecting both my art and my…Mar 14, 2022Mar 14, 2022
Darryl Claps1964 — How I First Learned to Escape Reality (with Corporate Sponsorship)Although born in ’64, my memories won’t kick in until about ’66: I have a flash of being unsupervised one morning, raiding the cookie jar…Mar 1, 2022Mar 1, 2022
