One thing I have learned about criticism is that critics often fail. Trying to meet a work requires such a difficult tight-rope exercise combining poetry, the act of writing, contextual research and so on, that it's a miracle when it actually works - when these things are actually singing together properly.
Veda Popovici's feminist work Revolutionary Gear evoked a particularly sharp feeling of inadequacy, as I totally failed to meet the work's demands. I am excused slightly by the fact that her demands are so rigorous and extensive - to actually critically engage this work would take years, I don't think that's an exaggeration. To this end, I recommend reading her own theoretical writings and tidbits, in which she tries to formulate and develop her position, some of which are available here.
Or if you want to read a hopelessly inadequate response to all of that, published on Arta Magazine Romania, it's available here.
Veda Popovici's feminist work Revolutionary Gear evoked a particularly sharp feeling of inadequacy, as I totally failed to meet the work's demands. I am excused slightly by the fact that her demands are so rigorous and extensive - to actually critically engage this work would take years, I don't think that's an exaggeration. To this end, I recommend reading her own theoretical writings and tidbits, in which she tries to formulate and develop her position, some of which are available here.
Or if you want to read a hopelessly inadequate response to all of that, published on Arta Magazine Romania, it's available here.
