Canadian writer Wolfgang Carstens ‘The Prolific’ has once more taken to the
edge of the plebeian plight; from there peering over the abyss of cement cityscapes,
entering the daily drudge to sink into the dregs of multiple shifts. Shifts of
moods, shifts of needs that rise and fall with necessity at the heels of poetic
brevity. This book, under the seal of NightBallet Press.
Carstens’ acuity, finds the detail like that of the great
and the dead who have brought us to deep
and sad recognition of the human comedy. The artistic duo of writer and
illustrator leads to the perfect distortion of word and line, rounded, lean or
bloated. As if Janne Karlsson had been sitting in the security booth of the
supermarket, capturing residual humor from the mindless breath beneath..
All these bipeds rolling around circular lives that lead
right back to comfort foods, comfort gadgets, in discomfort of uniform apparel
for the sake of pretense, existence. The hierarchy of the workplace runs by in concentric
pressure down to the least and latest “rented mule”. It chokes the word out of
the poet and the line out of the artist in softly delivered jabs; oh what a clean
and blunt object, the pen and the pencil!
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