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20 hommages ont été rendus :
Message de Shahram Alijani
Publié le 02 novembre 2026 à 11:06
" Cet hommage n’est visible que par la famille. "
Message de Geoff Gilbert
Publié le 02 novembre 2026 à 09:41
" Alice was one of the best people I knew. I'll miss her like crazy. Sending love to Zoe and Olivier.
I was in the States when I heard - in New York, which is her place, and then flying down over North Carolina to the south. I felt her everywhere.
Here's a little bit of Frank O'Hara, which I loved and she loved:
A Step Away from Them
- by Frank O’Hara (1956)
It’s my lunch hour, so I go
for a walk among the hum-colored
cabs. First, down the sidewalk
where laborers feed their dirty
glistening torsos sandwiches
and Coca-Cola, with yellow helmets
on. They protect them from falling
bricks, I guess. Then onto the
avenue where skirts are flipping
above heels and blow up over
grates. The sun is hot, but the
cabs stir up the air. I look
at bargains in wristwatches. There
are cats playing in sawdust.
On
to Times Square, where the sign
blows smoke over my head, and higher
the waterfall pours lightly. A
Negro stands in a doorway with a
toothpick, languorously agitating.
A blonde chorus girl clicks: he
smiles and rubs his chin. Everything
suddenly honks: it is 12:40 of
a Thursday.
Neon in daylight is a
great pleasure, as Edwin Denby would
write, as are light bulbs in daylight.
I stop for a cheeseburger at JULIET’S
CORNER. Giulietta Masina, wife of
Federico Fellini, è belle atrice
And chocolate malted. A lady in
foxes on such a day puts her poodle
in a cab.
There are several Puerto
Ricans on the avenue today, which
makes it beautiful and warm. First
Bunny died, then John Latouche,
then Jackson Pollock. But is the
earth as full as life was full, of them?
And one has eaten and one walks,
past the magazines with nudes
and the posters for BULLFIGHT and
the Manhattan Storage Warehouse,
which they’ll soon tear down. I
used to think they had the Armory
Show there.
A glass of papaya juice
and back to work. My heart is in my
pocket, it is Poems by Pierre Reverdy. "
I was in the States when I heard - in New York, which is her place, and then flying down over North Carolina to the south. I felt her everywhere.
Here's a little bit of Frank O'Hara, which I loved and she loved:
A Step Away from Them
- by Frank O’Hara (1956)
It’s my lunch hour, so I go
for a walk among the hum-colored
cabs. First, down the sidewalk
where laborers feed their dirty
glistening torsos sandwiches
and Coca-Cola, with yellow helmets
on. They protect them from falling
bricks, I guess. Then onto the
avenue where skirts are flipping
above heels and blow up over
grates. The sun is hot, but the
cabs stir up the air. I look
at bargains in wristwatches. There
are cats playing in sawdust.
On
to Times Square, where the sign
blows smoke over my head, and higher
the waterfall pours lightly. A
Negro stands in a doorway with a
toothpick, languorously agitating.
A blonde chorus girl clicks: he
smiles and rubs his chin. Everything
suddenly honks: it is 12:40 of
a Thursday.
Neon in daylight is a
great pleasure, as Edwin Denby would
write, as are light bulbs in daylight.
I stop for a cheeseburger at JULIET’S
CORNER. Giulietta Masina, wife of
Federico Fellini, è belle atrice
And chocolate malted. A lady in
foxes on such a day puts her poodle
in a cab.
There are several Puerto
Ricans on the avenue today, which
makes it beautiful and warm. First
Bunny died, then John Latouche,
then Jackson Pollock. But is the
earth as full as life was full, of them?
And one has eaten and one walks,
past the magazines with nudes
and the posters for BULLFIGHT and
the Manhattan Storage Warehouse,
which they’ll soon tear down. I
used to think they had the Armory
Show there.
A glass of papaya juice
and back to work. My heart is in my
pocket, it is Poems by Pierre Reverdy. "
Valerio a planté un arbre
Publié le 31 octobre 2026 à 14:10
" De la part de Valerio Coladonato "
Elder a planté un arbre
Publié le 31 octobre 2026 à 10:54
" Dear Zoe,
My heart goes out to you and your family as you mourn the passing of your mother. I imagine these days hold both the grief of losing her and gratitude for having walked alongside such an extraordinary person.
Alice touched so many of us in different ways. For some of us she was a mentor: she helped us navigate the challenges of working in higher education, supported us as we developed our courses, and offered much-needed advice along the way. She showed us that leadership and compassion can go hand in hand.
I see her strength and quiet determination in the path you have chosen. Through editing and publishing bold, feminist and radical books, you are carrying forward her commitment to education and social transformation.
With my deepest condolences to you and your family,
Tanya "
My heart goes out to you and your family as you mourn the passing of your mother. I imagine these days hold both the grief of losing her and gratitude for having walked alongside such an extraordinary person.
Alice touched so many of us in different ways. For some of us she was a mentor: she helped us navigate the challenges of working in higher education, supported us as we developed our courses, and offered much-needed advice along the way. She showed us that leadership and compassion can go hand in hand.
I see her strength and quiet determination in the path you have chosen. Through editing and publishing bold, feminist and radical books, you are carrying forward her commitment to education and social transformation.
With my deepest condolences to you and your family,
Tanya "
Message de Jayson Harsin
Publié le 31 octobre 2026 à 10:23
" Alice and I shared time on committees and working groups, and as exchange professors at The New School’s Eugene Lang College in New York, where we became good friends. Alice was an indefatigable colleague at AUP. Remarkably caring (towards others and the university itself) and a mentoring colleague for me. She was that rare combination of esteemed scholar, teacher, and community member; loving mother, and wife. A gifted intellectual, she moved effortlessly in conversation between Freud, Baldwin, Hollywood, the classics, and the mysteries of life. She possessed a gleaming smile and was always poised for a good laugh. No stranger to life’s hardships, she was also implacably joyous. She was a friend: ever reliable and supportive, and when necessary, gently challenging. A little piece of her positive influence is surely carried on in each person who knew her. Thank you, Alice. "
Message de Hall and Isabel Gardner
Publié le 30 octobre 2026 à 14:17
" It is with great sadness that we learned of Alice's passing. Alice was a wonderful colleague, a caring person who always showed great concern for her students and was willing to help and support her colleagues. Her dedication to the students and her colleagues will be remembered by all who had the privilege of knowing her.
She was also a very loving mother. We still remember the time when you, Zoe, came with your parents to our party and we all had to cheer you up because you had lost your favorite doll. Your mother was so concerned and did everything she could to comfort you as we could not find it. This image has stayed with us over the years.
Our thoughts are with you and your family at this very difficult time. We hope that the many happy memories you shared with your mom will bring you some comfort. She will be greatly missed. -Hall and Isabel Gardner "
She was also a very loving mother. We still remember the time when you, Zoe, came with your parents to our party and we all had to cheer you up because you had lost your favorite doll. Your mother was so concerned and did everything she could to comfort you as we could not find it. This image has stayed with us over the years.
Our thoughts are with you and your family at this very difficult time. We hope that the many happy memories you shared with your mom will bring you some comfort. She will be greatly missed. -Hall and Isabel Gardner "
Message de Anna Russakoff accompagné de photo(s)
Publié le 30 octobre 2026 à 13:17
" Alice has been such a central part of my AUP experience that I don’t even know where to start! I think I first got to know Alice when I started teaching a FirstBridge. Alice was the coordinator, of course. She explained everything so clearly and really made me feel part of the FirstBridge community. She had wonderful ideas for teaching the classes and onboarding the students. I learned so much about teaching from her. Then I remember when Alice became the Chair of the Faculty Senate. It was the first (and only?) time the Senate meetings were calm. She was well-spoken, and handled difficult situations and personalities with the utmost finesse. During my time, she was the only woman before me who ever took the helm. So before I became the Chair of the Faculty Senate, I had many conversations with her about it. I had purchased something like Robert’s Rules for Dummies, but she told me that she had consulted another type of book other than Robert’s Rules, that focused more on negotiation rather than on conflicts. So now I understood why things had gone so smoothly under her leadership. Then I got to know Alice even better with about 3 years together on the Rank & Promotion committee. She also chaired that committee for part of that time. She was efficient and thorough, but also fair and sensitive, and everybody always listened to what she had to say. For me, Alice will always be a pillar of AUP, and a role model to look up to. "
Charlotte a commandé des fleurs
Publié le 30 octobre 2026 à 13:07
" De la part de Charlotte Murphy "
Message de Charlotte Murphy
Publié le 30 octobre 2026 à 12:59
" Alan and I send our deepest condolences to Alice’s family. It is too sad to think of a world without her. We treasure a visit with Alice and Olivier at their place not long ago. We smiled and laughed and she shared some of her courage with me in words I daily hold close. She was magnificent.
Alice was generous in encouragement, humor, insight and love — and great memories. On the basketball court and soccer/football pitch she was a small mighty and driven presence and an indefatigable scorer. Her Chaplinesque goodbye to me at Union Station in DC. Our beach trip to NC with friends Maddy and Lycette - beach, books, and bridge. And more recently the kick she got from me calling her from our rental car leaving CDG that we were coming for a visit. When? In about an hour. Our travel plans hadn’t been made clear. The complete joy that overtook her upon learning she was to become a grandmother.
Alice was indestructible in the ways that count.
With great love to her, to her family and to all who love Alice, Charlotte and Alan "
Alice was generous in encouragement, humor, insight and love — and great memories. On the basketball court and soccer/football pitch she was a small mighty and driven presence and an indefatigable scorer. Her Chaplinesque goodbye to me at Union Station in DC. Our beach trip to NC with friends Maddy and Lycette - beach, books, and bridge. And more recently the kick she got from me calling her from our rental car leaving CDG that we were coming for a visit. When? In about an hour. Our travel plans hadn’t been made clear. The complete joy that overtook her upon learning she was to become a grandmother.
Alice was indestructible in the ways that count.
With great love to her, to her family and to all who love Alice, Charlotte and Alan "
Message de Ann Mott
Publié le 30 octobre 2026 à 10:42
" Ann' retirement speech for Alice at AUP :
"As the saying goes, you can choose your friends but you can’t choose your family
And that applies here as well – choosing friends but not choosing colleagues
With each other we have good working relationships, but with some colleagues we simply connect and voila – a friendship is forged
The first conversation I remember with you was in Grenelle, the former ARC space – a pot of some sort – we shared a side of ourselves with each other that I had not anticipated –
YES WE TALKED FILM – Truffaut - JULES ET JJIM
our favorite GO TO FICTION AT THE TIME ---Sara Paretsky’s Chicago Private eye, VI Warsahki
we talked about our families, about the south, about daughters, about husbands, about wanting to buy houses, about being burned out, sometimes deflated – WE HAD MOVED FROM conversation markers between colleagues to conversation markers between friends
this was all during The era of Alice Craven –the one woman show of Alice Craven
Alice was not just involved in everything: she was the heartbeat, at the center of all the inner workings of our university – Alice was in charge, a force of nature- full of energy, unstoppable, and unforgettable.
a true testament to the respect of your colleagues = who elected and reelected you as fac chair, dept chair, chair of every committee and task force,
you were also one of the creative forces behind the original version FirstBridge and coordinator of the various iterations that followed
you singlehandedly took the rocky landscape that was a fledgling film program and with a clear vision of what it could be turned it into a major -- the film dept – and were its first chair
No challenge was too daunting for you –
There was a time –2007 to be exact – when with all Business and Econ students had to take 3 EN cases, 2 of them 2020; after a while it became clear that profs in the departments felt singled out - weren’t happy about all the Shakespeare and Homer their students were required to read -
Without a second thought you said -sure I can do it -- we’ll call it EN 1300 -Advanced Critical Analysis and Writing - science, psychology, history, politics - you put the Craven spin in he curse – standing room only
You brought us Jula, you helped bring Yoko back to work
A woman with a singular voice – Passion, courage, mettle, tenacity – never more so than now. Yes, the stroke was shitty but the true force of your character has shone through – your star still flickers here at AUP Alice – it will forever. – thank you for being our colleague – mostly thank you for being my friend
cool beans" "
"As the saying goes, you can choose your friends but you can’t choose your family
And that applies here as well – choosing friends but not choosing colleagues
With each other we have good working relationships, but with some colleagues we simply connect and voila – a friendship is forged
The first conversation I remember with you was in Grenelle, the former ARC space – a pot of some sort – we shared a side of ourselves with each other that I had not anticipated –
YES WE TALKED FILM – Truffaut - JULES ET JJIM
our favorite GO TO FICTION AT THE TIME ---Sara Paretsky’s Chicago Private eye, VI Warsahki
we talked about our families, about the south, about daughters, about husbands, about wanting to buy houses, about being burned out, sometimes deflated – WE HAD MOVED FROM conversation markers between colleagues to conversation markers between friends
this was all during The era of Alice Craven –the one woman show of Alice Craven
Alice was not just involved in everything: she was the heartbeat, at the center of all the inner workings of our university – Alice was in charge, a force of nature- full of energy, unstoppable, and unforgettable.
a true testament to the respect of your colleagues = who elected and reelected you as fac chair, dept chair, chair of every committee and task force,
you were also one of the creative forces behind the original version FirstBridge and coordinator of the various iterations that followed
you singlehandedly took the rocky landscape that was a fledgling film program and with a clear vision of what it could be turned it into a major -- the film dept – and were its first chair
No challenge was too daunting for you –
There was a time –2007 to be exact – when with all Business and Econ students had to take 3 EN cases, 2 of them 2020; after a while it became clear that profs in the departments felt singled out - weren’t happy about all the Shakespeare and Homer their students were required to read -
Without a second thought you said -sure I can do it -- we’ll call it EN 1300 -Advanced Critical Analysis and Writing - science, psychology, history, politics - you put the Craven spin in he curse – standing room only
You brought us Jula, you helped bring Yoko back to work
A woman with a singular voice – Passion, courage, mettle, tenacity – never more so than now. Yes, the stroke was shitty but the true force of your character has shone through – your star still flickers here at AUP Alice – it will forever. – thank you for being our colleague – mostly thank you for being my friend
cool beans" "
Message de Adrian Harding
Publié le 30 octobre 2026 à 10:40
" Where to begin, writing so briefly of Alice, on the day she’s gone? Coming again into her company, a precious place, a home for the heart, where it’s alright to be sentimental, to feel and to think anything; always her dispensation, instinctively settled. It made her (makes her) the very best of company. I never knew Alice young, but she was always young. There was always a smile playing around her eyes, she never took herself seriously; the people, yes, the work, yes, it, yes, but not herself. Perhaps she was so at home in the clair-obscur of French baroque theatre and Brechtian dialectics, in the play of black and white in film noir and the aesthetic deconstructions of racism, because, apart from her political consciousness, she was such a spontaneous and natural ironist. But that was just because she had a serene sense of priorities in life, a life that spanned very different cultures, different values, from the American South to Paris. Hers was an irony that never began in cleverness, but in a fresh, humorous wisdom and fine, consistent modesty, quickening in empathies under a sharp and benevolent wit; if it veered to what the French called dérision, seeing the kind of narcissistic bullshit that occasionally manifests in academe, it was light and passing. Her laugh came quick as her wit; and she always had her wits about her. It gave her a constant kindness, an immediate feeling for what was at stake, not just for her, but for those she gathered about her; and being with her, even alone, was always a gathering, a warm and generous community, an easy care and hospitality; and she really clocked you, as they used to say.
All of this, in the last few years, refracted through her illness, cruel and dramatic, as illness so often is. Now, writing about Alice in the past tense, on this day, feels like quite a different temporality; film noir. After years of kind, warm, generous friendship, when she became ill, despite the sadness, the sense of devastation, it seemed quite of her doing, in that easy way she had of getting the ironies, that when I had what Waddick Doyle called “a spot of bother” with a coronary artery, in the middle of green fields on a May morning, on the way to see her in the hospital, she saved my life by being there at the end of the road, Olivier by taking me to her in his valiant Bellier, top speed 50. When I finally saw her, three days later, the love she radiated, as ever, the love I felt for them, made that seem like a fated way for things to be, a lucky chance they gave me, for life to go on under the sign of a priceless friendship, though we saw each other too rarely. Olivier and I had been talking about their wonderful daughter Zoe in the car, what a bright life Zoe is, even a Shakespeare sonnet came to mind, for heaven's sake. For years the bright light of Alice has been a joy in the heart, that warm humour, her strong, happy intelligence, so emotionally tuned in, and that eye for bullshit! Alice had (has) a way of making life happen in the exploring of it, patient, careful, generous, listening; and her voice there, as she was leaving, still there, Well, what do you know? To have known Alice, a green field on a May morning, a bright life at the end of the road, a lucky chance. "
All of this, in the last few years, refracted through her illness, cruel and dramatic, as illness so often is. Now, writing about Alice in the past tense, on this day, feels like quite a different temporality; film noir. After years of kind, warm, generous friendship, when she became ill, despite the sadness, the sense of devastation, it seemed quite of her doing, in that easy way she had of getting the ironies, that when I had what Waddick Doyle called “a spot of bother” with a coronary artery, in the middle of green fields on a May morning, on the way to see her in the hospital, she saved my life by being there at the end of the road, Olivier by taking me to her in his valiant Bellier, top speed 50. When I finally saw her, three days later, the love she radiated, as ever, the love I felt for them, made that seem like a fated way for things to be, a lucky chance they gave me, for life to go on under the sign of a priceless friendship, though we saw each other too rarely. Olivier and I had been talking about their wonderful daughter Zoe in the car, what a bright life Zoe is, even a Shakespeare sonnet came to mind, for heaven's sake. For years the bright light of Alice has been a joy in the heart, that warm humour, her strong, happy intelligence, so emotionally tuned in, and that eye for bullshit! Alice had (has) a way of making life happen in the exploring of it, patient, careful, generous, listening; and her voice there, as she was leaving, still there, Well, what do you know? To have known Alice, a green field on a May morning, a bright life at the end of the road, a lucky chance. "
Laurence a commandé des fleurs
Publié le 30 octobre 2026 à 08:51
" De la part de Laurence Serafinowicz "
Message de Evelyn Odonkor
Publié le 29 octobre 2026 à 22:23
" My sincerest condolences to all of Alice's friends and family. Last time I saw Alice she practically told me to take much better care of myself and not be consumed by work. I was touched deeply by her words, and took it to heart. She cared enough to warn me about a terrible habit, and for that I'll always be grateful.
Let's be comforted, knowing that Alice, just as many others who have gone before her, are not lost, they have transitioned to another level of being. Sending all of you lots of love and comforting energy.
My sincerest condolences,
Evelyn "
Let's be comforted, knowing that Alice, just as many others who have gone before her, are not lost, they have transitioned to another level of being. Sending all of you lots of love and comforting energy.
My sincerest condolences,
Evelyn "
Message de Dawkins Rowan
Publié le 28 octobre 2026 à 17:26
" Lovely Alice of so many visits to Magenta and then Ecouen.
We saw her about once a year for more than 20 years.
Always fun and chatty.
Hugs to her memory x "
We saw her about once a year for more than 20 years.
Always fun and chatty.
Hugs to her memory x "
Stephanie a commandé des fleurs
Publié le 28 octobre 2026 à 16:27
" In loving memory of Alice.
We will remember her kindness and positivity with deep affection. Our heartfelt condolences to her family and loved ones. With gratitude, and deepest sympathy, we join you in remembering Alice and honoring her life.
With love,
The entire AUP community "
We will remember her kindness and positivity with deep affection. Our heartfelt condolences to her family and loved ones. With gratitude, and deepest sympathy, we join you in remembering Alice and honoring her life.
With love,
The entire AUP community "
Message de Ali Rahnema
Publié le 28 octobre 2026 à 15:10
" Cet hommage n’est visible que par la famille. "
Message de Sally Murray
Publié le 28 octobre 2026 à 15:08
" Cet hommage n’est visible que par la famille. "
Message de Sei SHIOMI
Publié le 28 octobre 2026 à 15:01
" My sincere condolences on Alice’s passing. She was so kind and welcoming to me when I started teaching at AUP, and I was very grateful for her warmth and friendliness. We also shared a love of the theater, and I’m really glad I had the chance to get to know her. She will be greatly missed. "
Kathleen a planté un arbre
Publié le 28 octobre 2026 à 14:52
" Alice, I will never forget you. Love to your family, Kathleen "
Message de Hannah Westley accompagné de photo(s)
Publié le 28 octobre 2026 à 10:58
" The message from the AUP Community :
Dear colleagues,
It is with great sadness that I write to share the news of the death of Alice Craven, Professor Emerita of Comparative Literature and Film Studies. Since joining the Department of Comparative Literature in 1989, Alice helped shape AUP through decades of teaching, scholarship, leadership and friendship.
A guiding light of FirstBridge, Alice played a central role in developing the film program into a major and served as its first chair. She also chaired the Faculty Senate and the Department of Comparative Literature, contributing to programs and decisions whose influence continues across the University. An AUP parent as well as a professor, she knew and cared for this community in many capacities.
Alice brought extraordinary energy and determination to everything she undertook. Colleagues remember her as a force of nature, ready to take on a daunting challenge and find a way forward. For many, she was part of the heartbeat of AUP: resourceful, reassuring and unforgettable.
Alice’s intellectual curiosity ranged from Baroque theatre to cinema, from Shakespeare and Calderón to Richard Wright and James Baldwin. She wore her learning lightly, moving easily between scholarly conversation and everyday life. A gifted storyteller with a wry smile and an irreverent sense of humour, she brought warmth and perspective even to the most difficult discussions.
Above all, colleagues remember how Alice listened: carefully, patiently and with a desire to understand different points of view. She sought common ground, supported generations of students and helped younger colleagues find their place at AUP. Her energy and care gave those around her a reassuring sense that the things that mattered to the University were in good hands.
Our thoughts are with Alice’s family, friends, former students and all those who knew and loved her. For those who would like to pay their respects, details of the funeral and memorial arrangements will follow, in accordance with her family’s wishes.
Alice leaves a lasting legacy in the life of AUP, and she will be deeply missed.
With sympathy,
Hannah "
Dear colleagues,
It is with great sadness that I write to share the news of the death of Alice Craven, Professor Emerita of Comparative Literature and Film Studies. Since joining the Department of Comparative Literature in 1989, Alice helped shape AUP through decades of teaching, scholarship, leadership and friendship.
A guiding light of FirstBridge, Alice played a central role in developing the film program into a major and served as its first chair. She also chaired the Faculty Senate and the Department of Comparative Literature, contributing to programs and decisions whose influence continues across the University. An AUP parent as well as a professor, she knew and cared for this community in many capacities.
Alice brought extraordinary energy and determination to everything she undertook. Colleagues remember her as a force of nature, ready to take on a daunting challenge and find a way forward. For many, she was part of the heartbeat of AUP: resourceful, reassuring and unforgettable.
Alice’s intellectual curiosity ranged from Baroque theatre to cinema, from Shakespeare and Calderón to Richard Wright and James Baldwin. She wore her learning lightly, moving easily between scholarly conversation and everyday life. A gifted storyteller with a wry smile and an irreverent sense of humour, she brought warmth and perspective even to the most difficult discussions.
Above all, colleagues remember how Alice listened: carefully, patiently and with a desire to understand different points of view. She sought common ground, supported generations of students and helped younger colleagues find their place at AUP. Her energy and care gave those around her a reassuring sense that the things that mattered to the University were in good hands.
Our thoughts are with Alice’s family, friends, former students and all those who knew and loved her. For those who would like to pay their respects, details of the funeral and memorial arrangements will follow, in accordance with her family’s wishes.
Alice leaves a lasting legacy in the life of AUP, and she will be deeply missed.
With sympathy,
Hannah "
