Daniel Aaron: August 4, 1912–April 30, 2016
Pressed Wafer author Daniel Aaron has died at age 103. We’ve collected some of his thoughts on death from his Commonplace Book, 1934–2012. Learn more about Dan here.
Harr, Auster, and Corbett Read from Love or Nothing: Tennis Matches We Would Like to See
On Saturday, May 2, 2015 (National Independent Booksellers Day), Paul Auster, Felix Harr, and Pressed Wafer’s Bill Corbett will read from Love or Nothing at Brooklyn’s Community Bookstore, 143 7th Avenue, Brooklyn. The matches will begin at 7 p.m.
Albert York, a survey show comprising thirty-seven paintings by Albert York will run until December 20th at the Matthew Marks Gallery, 523 West 24th Street in Manhattan. The Marks Gallery has produced the show in conjunction with York’s longtime gallery Davis & Langdale Company. In his New York Times review Ken Johnson calls the show “beautiful and soul-stirring.” Pressed Wafer’s book about Albert York may be had here.
The Book of PENIS! + drawing!
Twenty copies remain of a limited edition of JoAnn Rothschild’s The Book of PENIS! For $73 you will receive a copy of the book signed by JoAnn and Harry Cooper, Curator of Modern and Contemporary Art at the National Gallery, who introduced the book to Pressed Wafer and an original numbered and signed penis drawing.
A New Book by Pressed Wafer’s Designer
Pressed Wafer’s designer, Michael Russem, has just published a new book about graphic design: Postage Stamps by AIGA Medalists is about exactly what its title suggest.
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A profile of Pressed Wafer’s George Scialabba, “One of America’s best all-round intellects” in Harvard Magazine.
Christopher Schaeffer on Mark Lamoureux’s 29 Cheeseburgers + 39 Years: Mark Lamoureux […] is up to something a little different. [T]he book embraces a messiness and excess that emphasizes how desperate an attempt to shore up a material phenomenology of memory rather than offering a sack full of childhood ephemera as a totalizing, all-encompassing museum of epiphanies. It’s funny and sad, but neither funny nor sad in the ways that the premise and the bold, two-tone creamsicle colored cover led me to expect. Read the whole review at the VOLTA blog.