Saturday, April 17, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Bookplate... the witch swims!
Illustration from
Montague Summers's The Discovery
of Witches: A Study of Master Mat-
thew Hopkins. 1928
Montague Summers's The Discovery
of Witches: A Study of Master Mat-
thew Hopkins. 1928
Labels:
bookplates,
J. Scheible,
prints
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
The Lizard Phallus...erotica watercolour 1870
anonymous, inspired by Poitevin 1870
from an interesting collection of erotica artworks at La Galerie Libertine
Labels:
erotica,
watercolours
Alfred Proessdorf... erotica 1920
The Indiscreet Jewels (French: Les bijoux indiscrets) is the first novel by Denis Diderot, published anonymously in 1748. It is an allegory that portrays Louis XV as the sultan Mangogul of the Congo who owns a magic ring that makes women's genitals ("jewels") talk.
Labels:
Alfred Proessdorf.,
erotica
Monday, April 12, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Thursday, April 8, 2010
My drawings...Vowed series...3
dedicated to my mother
Vowed 3 - Dolorosa 2010
Labels:
my drawings,
Vowed series
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Paul Gregor ...'Journal d'un Sorcier' ( A Wizard Diary)
Paul Gregor (aka Paul Sebescen, 1914-1988) became famous in the french occult world when he published, in 1964, his famous 'Journal d'un Sorcier' (A Wizard Diary). He was relating in this book his astonishing adventures in Brazil, just after World War II, when he plunged into the world of the 'Quimbanda', the darker side of Macumba.
an excerpt from unfinished novel 'Circe's Island'...
"We are both living inside our two bodies and also far beyond them. We are part of the exuberant nature which surrounds us, of its soothing quiet and also of its sadistic Black Masses. We are ceaselessly changing. Into night-flowers, birds, trails of blood, rags of skin lacerated by razor-blades - now we are hoarse yells, now the murmur of brooks under the moon. Only in our imagination? Where does imagination begin? Where does it end? Is it morbid? Why should we care?"
"The only thing I know for certain: this is eternity. Our sighs are sighed by our innermost life. Our breathing follows the rhythm of permanent orgasm, we are cast in the iron mould of unending lust: ceaselessly ebbing and flowing."
"We are that fabulous being of Plato, with two heads, four arms and four legs."
Hail to thee, oh Whirling Dove!
Hail, oh Woman-Exù!
She is waiting at her crossroads
Doing whatever she wills to do.
* Many thanks to Philippe Pissier for all the above
Labels:
books,
occult,
Paul Gregor,
Philippe Pissier
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