On Buddha's Head
As I wrote a few years ago in my book “On Bouddha’s head”, the eyes of young Iranians lit up when I told them that I had spent several days in Iran in 1972, and they would say to me without batting an eyelid: “Ah, those days! That was the golden age.” ” I had to admit that in the 1970s, I was a fervent opponent of the Shah of Iran.
I hope they have forgiven me and that the Shah’s son will succeed in rallying all those who are fighting for a free and democratic Iran.
EINE KLEINE GESTE FÜR EINE GROSSE SACHE 5 Euro x xxxx: Viele kleine Bäche bilden einen großen Fluss! In Afghanistan ist die Schule für Tausende von Mädchen zu einer geheimen Angelegenheit geworden. Doch hinter diskreten Türen öffnen Lehrerinnen weiterhin Hefte, korrigieren Hausaufgaben und vermitteln Wissen – denn Bildung ist nach wie vor der einzige Ausweg aus der Isolation.
Heute unterhalten FemAid und Nayestane ein Netzwerk von 141 geheimen Klassen, die von 175 Lehrerinnen unterrichtet werden und 2.980 Schülerinnen in 21 Provinzen zugutekommen. Eine Klasse zu sponsern bedeutet, ein ganzes Schuljahr für 25 Mädchen zu finanzieren (Unterricht 6 Tage/Woche, 4 Stunden/Tag, 8 Fächer, Lehrbücher und Unterrichtsmaterialien).
Es bedeutet auch, einen Ort des Lernens zu schützen, die Lehrerinnen zu bezahlen, die Betreuung sicherzustellen und die Würde zu wahren, die verhindert, dass ihnen die Zukunft genommen wird. Die Kosten betragen 5.000 € pro Klasse und Jahr (detailliertes Budget: 5.071 €).
Wenn Sie können, werden Sie Patin oder Pate einer Klasse: Ihre Unterstützung ist direkt, konkret und unmittelbar lebenswichtig. Selbst eine kleine Spende zählt – und zusammen halten sie eine ganze Schule am Leben.
The 12th issue of Écho Antonin Artaud, devoted to the women who influenced the life of Antonin Artaud, has just been released.
https://echoantoninartaud.com/wp-content/uploads/2025/03/muses-artaud.pdf.
In the middle of all these women, on pages 118-121: “Anaïs Nin and Antonin Artaud” my article about the romantic relationship between the tormented Artaud and Anaïs Nin, a passionate and fascinating woman, famous for her diaries, her innovative work and her relationship with Henry Miller and his wife.
The 11th issue of Echo Antonin Artaud on “Artaud and Rock” has just been published:
https://echoantoninartaud.com/echo-antonin-artaud-issues-to-download-in-english/
On pages 62-67, my article on the relationship between Antonin Artaud and the Beat Generation, “Artaud meets Beats”, appears in the midst of a magnificent and fascinating publication.
An Homage to Artaud, Ginsberg, and Burroughs, and to all those who have very often been passed over in the history of the Beat Generation. An Homage to the Poets and Dreamers, to the Passeurs and Chercheurs, to the Lovers and the Madmen, to the Voyants and the Visionaries. An Homage to Carl Solomon and Gerd Stern, Anaïs Nin and André Breton, Lawrence Ferlinghetti and Maurice Girondias, Philip Lamantia and Brion Gysin, Leroi Jones and Bob Kaufman, Jean-Jacques Lebel and Claude Pélieu, to Ed Sanders and Patti Smith, and all the crazy people who dreamed (during) this time.
A trip through space and time, in search of Artaud’s spirit, in asylums and bars, deserts and cemeteries, from Big Sur to the Sierra Tarahumara, from the Théâtre du Vieux-Colombier in Paris to the Six Gallery in San Francisco, and from Paris’s Beat Hotel to New York’s Electric Lady Studio, where Patti Smith will record The Peyote Dance in 2019.
Cries of revolt against the Moloch and the Anti-Dream Brigade, five minutes before any artificial intelligence will decide to write the book it thinks you want or have to read.
Two 19-year-olds set off for India, crossing the sclerotic Europe of the post-1968 era. They discover the Muslim world: Iran without the Ayatollahs, Afghanistan without the Taliban, and tribes in Pakistan that do not want to belong to Pakistan. They float through the mountains of the Hindu Kush, immerse themselves in the madness of Herat and Kabul, implode on the head of the Buddha of Bamiyan, and fall into ecstasy beneath the fantastic lakes of Band-e Amir before settling down to dream in the ruins of the Greek-Buddhist universe of Gandhara in the Pakistani “tribal area” of the Swat Valley.
An initiatory, political, poetic, and spiritual journey. A crazy adventure full of unforgettable images and extreme sensations.
A fascinating road movie of the 70s!.