Zos dancing with a Kia bird
"I believe what I will, and will what I want" AOS
Monday, September 28, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Francis Picabia...
“The eyes of sleepwalkers
are scented
with the madness
of centrifugal
magnetization”
covers from the Litterature journal
"One must become acquainted with everybody except oneself; one must not know which sex one belongs to; I do not care whether I am male or female, I do not admire men more than I do women. Having no virtue, I am assured of not suffering from them. Many people seek the road which can lead them to their ideal: I have no ideal; the person who parades his ideal is only an arriviste..."
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Grayson Perry... graphic novel...
a few scans from a favourite graphic books...
Before winning the Turner Prize, Grayson Perry found time to write and illustrate this disturbing tale reminiscent of Hitchcock's Psycho . Set in a utopian future without cars, international cycling hero Bradley Gaines is hideously transformed into a misogynistic serial killer when latent anger at his cruel and domineering dead mother is suddenly unleashed.
Published by Atlas Press 1992
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Edith Stein... poem...
And I Remain With You
Who are you, sweet light, that fills me
And illumines the darkness of my heart?
You lead me like a mother's hand,
And should you let go of me,
I would not know how to take another step.
You are the space
That embraces my being and buries it in yourself.
Away from you it sinks into the abyss
Of nothingness, from which you raised it to the light.
You, nearer to me than I to myself
And more interior than my most interior
And still impalpable and intangible
And beyond any name...
Monday, September 21, 2009
Toyen...
Marie Čermínová (TOYEN)
September 21, 1902 Prague - November 1980, Paris
was a Czech painter, draftsman and illustrator, a member of the surrealist movement.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Jules Pascin... drawings...erotica
“Spontaneity, in an instant, is art in itself. If I make touch ups, I lose my senses.” - Jules Pascin
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