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Category Archives: Bacchus Editions

Attn Musketeers: Zo d’Axa is Dead! New Translation

While rifling through archives for three ongoing Bacchus Editions projects yours truly is doing, The Criminal Grace of Dancing: The Performing Body Through Nietzsche, Mallarmé, Artaud, and Genet (featuring Isadora Duncan, Valeska Gert, Mata Hari, Loïe Fuller, Béatrice Arnac, and Lavinia Schulz), Theatrical Shadows: Béatrice Arnac on Zo d’Axa ~ A Rare Familial Portrait of […]

New Translation, New Bacchus Editions Section. Zo d’Axa et The Adventures of an Anarchist

A small archival detonation. Bacchus Editions has added a new Archive Discoveries section to the Zo d’Axa translation portal, et the first fun share is now up on the blog. It is a newly translated newspaper article from his granddaughter’s archives ~ an 1893 newspaper article about Zo titled Adventures of an Anarchist, translated by […]

Zo d’Axa / Béatrice Arnac Project on Bacchus Editions

Bonjour, posting a bit of this here as well so nobody misses it.. Over at Bacchus Editions, several larger projectsare beginning to update, and rather than duplicate everything across sites, I’ll simply point interested wanderers toward the new home… Readers of Distinctively Dionysian have encountered Zo d’Axa wandering through its pages from time to time, […]

New Issue: Distinctively Dionysian / New Website: Bacchus Editions

Bonjour! Bacchus Editions, the little press now overseeing the printing of Distinctively Dionysian alongside various books, translations, reprints, and adjacent projects, is now online. (For Dionysian, this is not a departure from the slower world of print, letters, mail art, handwritten correspondence, and physical exchange that has surrounded the journal for years, but simply a […]

New Issue of Distinctively Dionysian — The Hum

Some frequencies never announce themselves, yet bend the air around everything they touch… currents without station, without signal, only a saturation of presence. The Hum, as it’s named in the new issue, is not metaphor, not mood, nor is it theory draped in allure. It is the low, persistent resonance that precedes language, slips beneath […]