Word: blithered
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...experience of getting there, being driven up Route 495 -- fast movement through unscrolling American highway space. Hence the road images of 1957-1958, in which the full-reach, broad-brush speed of the paint becomes a headlong road movie, analogous to Jack Kerouac's writing (though without its hectoring blither) or the photographs of De Kooning's friend Robert Frank. See America now! And you do -- in abstraction; you feel its rush and tonic vitality in the toppling blue strokes of Ruth's Zowie, 1957, which echo Franz Kline's big-girder structures but move them into a pastoral context...
...carrying a crate next to a white with a topee and a gun can be turned into a "devastating" indictment of colonialism -- but this doesn't make Basquiat into an artist with an articulate social vision. As for his poetic effusions and snatches of writing, they are mostly fey blither...
...sons of men will use me they will be the safer and the more victorious, the bolder in heart and blither in thought, the wiser in mind; they will have the more friends, dear ones and kinsfolk, true and good, worthy and trusty, who will gladly increase their honour and happiness, and lay upon them benefits and mercies and hold them firm embraces of love. Ask what is my name, useful to men; my name is famous, of service to men, sacred in myself...
...maliciously until his braggadaccio traps him into promising an exhibition of non-existent marble sculptures the following morning. So the irrepressible Gaudier Brzeska drags a simpering homosexual friend out of bed rushes to a cemetery to steal his stone and starts fiendishly to sculpt. He pours sweat and blither in a steady stream of inspiration until the light of dawn the impossible stands before him--a revolutionary bus of Beauty Shaw of course, never shows up So the by now manic messiah carts his statue through a violent downpour to Shaw's gallery in the center of Paris...
...tragedy eerily implausible and weakens his legitimate point that the analyst, when judged by his somewhat dubious curative results, has been granted too much authority and credence at some levels of 20th century life. The book's occasional hemlock-bitter jibes at "Fraudism" may even tempt some blither-spirited novelist to give psychoanalysis what it often begs for, a full hypodermic of spoof juice...