''All the so-called terrors of solitude console me. The resonant silence of the evening's end, as the stars come into their own is a pleasure I cannot share with anyone - though some do seem sensitive enough. I often awake alone, with the echo of an uncertain sound from the house below fading in my ears . . . I leap from the bed directly and rush to meet the intruders. Perhaps once a week I have such an adventure. But no one is ever there." TS
Showing posts with label illustrations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label illustrations. Show all posts
Friday, May 17, 2013
Friday, April 26, 2013
Saturday, March 23, 2013
Georges Malkine (1898-1970)...illustration... Follow New Songs...1933
illustration for Chansons Nouvelles Suivi by Marc Fernand 1933
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Doctor Johannes Faust ... books...Magia Naturalis et Innaturalis... 1849
the classic Magia naturalis et innaturalis was known to Johann W. von Goethe, who, like Gotthold Lessing, saw Faust's pursuit of knowledge as noble; in Goethe's great Faust the hero is redeemed.
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Doctor Johannes Faust,
Goethe,
Grimoires,
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Monday, March 4, 2013
Frans de Geetere & Arthur Rimbaud... The Stupra... 1925
Frans de Geetere ~ illustration for The Stupra 1925
The ancient beasts...
The ancient beasts bred even on the run,
Theirs glans encrusted with blood and excrement.
Our forfathers displayed theirs members proudly
By the fold of the sheath and the grain of the scrotum.
In the middle ages, for a female, angel or sow,
A fellow whose gear was substantial was needed;
Even a Kléber, judging by his breeches which exagerate
Perhaps a little, can't have lacked resources.
Besides, man is equal to the proudest mammal;
We are wrong to be surprised at the hugeness of their members;
But a sterile hour has struck: the gelding
And the ox have bridled their ardours, and no one
Will dare again to raise his genital pride
In the copses teeming with comical children.
Arthur Rimbaud ~ The Stupra 1925
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Arthur Rimbaud,
books,
erotica,
Frans de Geetere,
illustrations,
poems,
The Stupra
Friday, January 11, 2013
William T. Horton... 1907
Saturday, December 22, 2012
Austin Osman Spare... illustration...Mutations... 1950
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Alexander von Humboldt (1767–1835)... illustration...Simia trivirgata
© Humboldt-Universität zu Berlin, Universitätsbibliothek
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Alfred Kubin...illustration...1926
"When I ventured back into the world of the living, I discovered that my god only held half-sway. In everything, both great and small, he had to share with an adversary who wanted life. The forces of repulsion and attraction, the twin poles of the earth with their currents, the alternation of the seasons, day and night, black and white - these are battles."
from The Other Side by Alfred Kubin
Friday, December 30, 2011
Lettice Sandford.. illustration from the Song of Songs 1936
1:1 The Song of Songs, which is for Solomon. 1:2 Kiss Me with the kisses of your mouth, for your love is better than wine. 1:3 Your oil has an excellent scent, but your name is the most exquisite oil – for this, all the maidens love you. 1:4 Draw Me after you. Let us run. The king has brought Me to his chambers. We will delight and take joy in you, savoring your love. Like new-pressed wine, they love you.
previous Lettice Sandford
Saturday, November 26, 2011
František Tichý & Gerard de Nerval ...Chimeras 1949
Front cover illustration by František Tichý for Chimeras by Gerard de Nerval 1949
Gilded Verse
And so! Everything is sentient!
-Pythagoras
Man, free thinker! You think you alone think
In this world where life splatters everywhere?
You're free to dispose of your charge,
But the firmament's gone from your schemes.
Respect the spirit that moves in beasts:
Every flower a ghost that opens to Nature,
Every alloy harbors the secrets of love;
“Everything is sentient,” & everything can change you,
Fear the eyes in blind walls,
Even dead matter is infused with a verb,
Don't use it perversely.
Even in the shunned ones lives a secret god,
Like a nascent eye obscured by its lids,
A pure spirit blooms behind the veil of stones.
The Chimeras ~ by Gerard de Nerval translated by Translated by Mark Lamoureux
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Austin Osman Spare ... Illustration...1909
click here for larger image
Cujus est solum ejus est usque ad coelum 1909
from
On the Oxford circuit, and other verses by Mr Justice Darling 1909
CUJUS EST SOLUM EJUS EST USQUE
AD COELUM
'ELUSIVE maxim! Hardly Heaven
they hold
Whose lands in fee to central Hell
descend.
Though from the soil its lords the
stars behold,
With the thick air extremest titles end.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Lee Brown Coye... illustrations...
Ambrose Bierce's "Oil of Dog"
Lord Dunsany's "the Exiles Club"
Arthur Machen's "History of the Young Man With Spectacles"
more weird and wonderful Coye work and other wonders from >> FREEDOM SCHOOL RECORDS
more weird and wonderful Coye work and other wonders from >> FREEDOM SCHOOL RECORDS
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Dave M Mitchell...'Fungi From Yuggoth' ..illustrations
discarded prototypes from a forthcoming book from Paraphilia Magazine - 'Fungi From Yuggoth (and other strange growths)' ~ Lovecraft poems and fragments with illustrations by author, illustrator and one of the editors at Paraphilia Magazine.
you can see more of Dave Mitchells work at Paraphilia's Gallery HERE
and in the new issue of PARAPHILIA MAGAZINE issue 11 out now > HERE
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Félix Labisse 1905-1982
1973 'LE CONSEIL DE SANG'
1976 'Glasybolas'
a lovely set on FLICKR
two illustrations from Eon Ekis. De l'homme, de la femme et de la violence dans leur comportement amoureux. Ed. Le Terrain Vague 1958 (?) puis Ed. Eric Losfeld 1966 et 1969.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Alastair... The Temptation of St Anthony...
another scan from one of my favourite illustrators Alastair (Hans Henning Voigt)
Anger - One of the seven deadly sins in all his magnificence, holding two spiked balls aloft, his body dripping with blood,
from Alastair Illustrator of Decadence Victor Arwas - Thames and Hudson
previous ALASTAIR
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Andre Domin ...illustration for "Litanies de la Rose"...1919
"Litanies de la Rose"
Remy de Gourmont (Author)
Paris: Editions Rene Kieffer, 1919
Remy de Gourmont (Author)
Paris: Editions Rene Kieffer, 1919
Rose with dark eyes,
mirror of your nothingness,
rose with dark eyes,
make us believe in the mystery,
hypocrite flower,
flower of silence.
Rose the colour of pure gold,
oh safe deposit of the ideal,
rose the colour of pure gold,
give us the key of your womb,
hypocrite flower,
flower of silence.
Rose the colour of silver,
censer of our dreams,
rose the colour of silver,
take our heart and turn it into smoke,
hypocrite flower,
flower of silence.
mirror of your nothingness,
rose with dark eyes,
make us believe in the mystery,
hypocrite flower,
flower of silence.
Rose the colour of pure gold,
oh safe deposit of the ideal,
rose the colour of pure gold,
give us the key of your womb,
hypocrite flower,
flower of silence.
Rose the colour of silver,
censer of our dreams,
rose the colour of silver,
take our heart and turn it into smoke,
hypocrite flower,
flower of silence.
Remy de Gourmont
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Andre Domin,
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Remy de Gourmont
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Apuleius' ... "Metamorphoses, or the Golden Ass"... illustrations and translations...
'
'Lend me your ear, reader: you shall enjoy yourself'
Illustrations and translations of the Latin novel the
Isis Revealed
illustrated by Percival Goodman. New York: The Limited Editions Club, 1932.
‘Looking up I saw the full orb of the Moon shining with peculiar lustre and that very moment emerging from the waves of the sea. Then the thought came to me that this was the hour of silence and loneliness when my prayers might avail. For I knew that the Moon was the primal Goddess of supreme sway; that all human beings are vitalised by the divine influence of her light; that all the bodies which are on earth, or in the heavens, or in the sea, increase when she waxes, and decline when she wanes. Considering this, therefore, and feeling that Fate was now satiated with my endless miseries and at last licensed a hope of salvation, I determined to implore the august image of the risen Goddess.
So, shaking off my tiredness, I scrambled to my feet and walked straight into the sea into order to purify myself. I immersed my head seven times because (according to the divine Pythagoras) that number is specially suited for all ritual-acts; and then, speaking with lively joy, I lifted my tear-wet face in supplication to the irresistible Goddess: ....
So, shaking off my tiredness, I scrambled to my feet and walked straight into the sea into order to purify myself. I immersed my head seven times because (according to the divine Pythagoras) that number is specially suited for all ritual-acts; and then, speaking with lively joy, I lifted my tear-wet face in supplication to the irresistible Goddess: ....
translated by Jack Lindsay
illustrated by Percival Goodman. New York: The Limited Editions Club, 1932.
“Queen of Heaven, whether you are fostering Ceres the motherly nurse of all growth, who (gladdened at the discovery of your lost daughter) abolished brutish nutriment of the primitive acorn and pointed the way to gentler food (as is yet shown in the tilling of the fields of Eleusis); or whether you are celestial Venus who in the first moment of Creation min
gled the opposing sexes in the generation of mutual desires, and who (after sowing in humanity the seeds of indestructible continuing life) are now worshipped in the wave-washed shrine of Paphos; or whether you are the sister of Phoebus, who by relieving the pangs of childbirth travail with soothing remedies have brought safe into the world lives innumerable, and who are now venerated in the thronged sanctuary of Ephesus; or whether you are Proserpine, terrible with the howls of midnight, whose triple face has power to ward off the assaults of ghosts and to close the cracks in the earth, and who wander through many a grove, propitiated in divers manners, illuminating the walls of all cities with beams of female light, nurturing the glad seeds in the earth with your damp heat, and dispensing abroad your dim radiance when the sun has abandoned us—O by whatever name, and by whatever rite, and in whatever form, it is permitted to invoke you, come now and succour me in the hour of my calamity. Support my broken life, and give me rest and peace after the tribulations of my lot. Let there be an end to the toils that weary me, and an end to the snares that beset me. Remove from me the hateful shape of a beast, and restore me to the sight of those that love me. Restore me to Lucius, my lost self. But if an offended god pursues me implacably, then grant me death at least since life is denied me.”
Lucius restored to human shape by the Grace of Isis
illustrated by Jean de Bosschère. London: John Lane - The Bodley Head, 1923.
Thus the divine shape breathing out the pleasant spice of fertill Arabia, disdained not with her divine voyce to utter these words unto me: Behold Lucius I am come, thy weeping and prayers hath mooved mee to succour thee. I am she that is the naturall mother of all things, mistresse and governesse of all the Elements, the initiall progeny of worlds, chiefe of powers divine, Queene of heaven, the principall of the Gods celestiall, the light of the goddesses: at my will the planets of the ayre, the wholesome winds of the Seas, and the silences of hell be disposed; my name, my divinity is adored throughout all the world in divers manners, in variable customes and in many names, for the Phrygians call me the mother of the Gods: the Athenians, Minerva: the Cyprians, Venus: the Candians, Diana: the Sicilians Proserpina: the Eleusians, Ceres: some Juno, other Bellona, other Hecate: and principally the æthiopians which dwell in the Orient, and the ægyptians which are excellent in all kind of ancient doctrine, and by their proper ceremonies accustome to worship mee, doe call mee Queene Isis…’
translated by William Adlington
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Elie Grekoff (1914-1985) ... Tiresias...illustrations 1954
from TIRESIAS by Marcel Jouhandeau, 1954
these illustrations are from the Bibliothèque Gay
an interesting essay on Marcel Jouhandeau's Tiresias >> by Ed Madden
The Anus of Tiresias: Sodomy, Alchemy, Metamorphosis
an interesting essay on Marcel Jouhandeau's Tiresias >> by Ed Madden
The Anus of Tiresias: Sodomy, Alchemy, Metamorphosis
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Elie Grekoff,
illustrations,
illustrators,
Marcel Jouhandeau
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