Not NothingSelected Writings, 1954–1994
Ray Johnson
Edited by Elizabeth Zuba with an essay by Kevin Killian
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paperback 8.25 × 10 in.
380 pages, b/w and color
978-1-938221-04-0
published in 2014
[Not Nothing] crackles with intellectual energy, with enough drawings and mini-collages embedded in its reproduced texts to hold even a nonreader’s attention. Most important, it fills out the picture of what and who Johnson was: a brilliant, uncontainable polymath, an artist-poet, the genuine item.
—Holland Cotter, New York Times
Ray Johnson, considered the progenitor of Correspondence art, blurred the boundaries between life and art, authorship and intimacy. The defining nature of his work were his letters (often both visual and textual in character), intended to be received, replied to (altered and embellished) and read, again and again. This lovingly curated collection of more than 200 mostly previously unpublished writings—including selected letters, minutes for “New York Correspondence School” meetings, hand-written notes and other writings—opens a new view into the whirling flux of Johnson’s art, highlighting his keen sense of play as well as his attuned sensitivity to both language and the shifting nature of meaning. Cumulatively, the writings reveal not only how he created relationships, glyphs and puzzles by connecting words, phrases, people and ideas, but also something about the elusive Johnson himself.
Not Nothing: Selected Writings by Ray Johnson is but one possible selection from thousands of pieces from the Ray Johnson Estate archives. In this chronological presentation, editor Elizabeth Zuba’s intention is to make space for thoroughly experiencing a pervasive and often overlooked aspect of Johnson’s work: language. With near full-size reproductions of the original pages in color and half-tones, the works in Not Nothing: Selected Writings by Ray Johnson can be easily read—and are revelatory in their diverse but porous modes and in the way they deepen the understanding of Johnson’s entire oeuvre.
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excerpts from editor Elizabeth Zuba’s introduction and contributor Kevin Killian’s essay. Zuba converses with Clive Phillpot at BOMB and Killian talks to Andrew Blackley at 3 a.m. about Johnson.
about the author
Make room for Ray Johnson, whose place in history has been only vaguely defined. Johnson’s beguiling, challenging art has an exquisite clarity and emotional intensity that makes it much more than simply a remarkable mirror of its time, although it is that, too.
—Roberta Smith, New York Times
RAY JOHNSON (1927–1995), continues to be revealed as one of the most quietly consequential figures in American contemporary art. An influential pioneer of Pop art, Conceptual art and Mail art (though he eschewed all of these monikers), Johnson’s extrasensory perception and insatiable curiosity resulted in an immense body of work that spans collage, correspondence, performance, sculpture, drawing, painting and book arts. A graduate of Black Mountain College (1945-48), Johnson also created an alternative network of collaborative art known as “The New York Correspondence School” in 1968, and is considered the founder of Mail Art. Despite sharing major exhibitions between 1957-1978 (with the likes of Duchamp, Jasper Johns, Robert Rauschenberg, Allan Kaprow and Andy Warhol, among others) as well as having important solo shows at major galleries and museums (such as at The Whitney in 1970), Johnson systematically refused or flouted most opportunities to popularize his work through mainstream art commerce. On January 13, 1995 Johnson leapt from the Sag Harbor bridge in Long Island in an apparent suicide.
about the editor
ELIZABETH ZUBA has edited or translated several books of artists’ writings including My Ogre Book, Shadow Theater, Midnight by Marcel Broodthaers (Siglio) and Ray Johnson’s Art World (Feigen & Co.) She is also the author of two works of poetry.
press
The anticipation of opening an envelope before reading a letter, the shape of the words before their comprehension, the nothing before the something—these are the experiential locales that his art maps with aptly fluid boundaries. His work is self-regarding and hermetic, to be sure, but Johnson’s interiority is carefully positioned just—but not quite—out of reach. To appreciate the joke, you have to not try. It’s like the mail: It comes when it does. And then you get it.
—Albert Mobilio, Bookforum
While Not Nothing will make absorbing reading for those interested in mail art, Fluxus, Pop, Conceptualism, the legacies of Dada and Surrealism, the reception of Duchamp, or the downtown New York scene in the years spanned by Zuba’s selection, the two books [with The Paper Snake] will likewise be a pleasure for anyone beguiled by language-and-image as a field of play.
—Frances Richard, Hyperallergic
More fantastic press about Not Nothing and The Paper Snake: an appreciation by Gary Panter at The Paris Review, a review by Marjorie Perloff at The Times Literary Supplement, and more at Artillery, Los Angeles Review of Books, Los Angeles Times, Poets & Writers, Utne Reader, and Vanity Fair.
related
Call It Something Else, an exhibition about Dick Higgins’ Something Else Press, at the Reina Sofia Museum in Madrid runs September 27, 2023 through January 22, 2024.
see also
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Paper Snake
Reviews
Ray Johnson Reviews + Ray Johnson Reviewed(fifty years ago today)
Affinities
Ray Johnson, Ray Johnson, Billy Ray JohnsonA Multitude
Excerpts
A Ray Johnson Story (excerpt)from Not Nothing: Selected Writings by Ray JohnsonKevin Killian
Excerpts
Editor’s Introduction to Not Nothing (excerpt)Elizabeth Zuba
✼ natalie’s upstate weather report:
october 23, 2024—a sojourn across the sea for the Small Publishers Fair in London! Our intrepid publisher has lugged three suitcases with the most minimum of clothing to maximize the books—almost 150 pounds of them. (For the lucky few, a first glimpse of Sophie Calle’s The Sleepers!)
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