It’s hard to imagine another artist capturing the dark contradictions of the individual any better than Boris Pelcer. His wounded, brooding figures are as much in pain as they are the cause of it. If, […]
I’m not in the habit of interpreting literature for others. As a rule, I can only mislead — or else rob you of a moment of profound insight. However, only very bad rules have no […]
Peter Blume (1906-1992), The Rock, 1948. Via: https://biblioklept.org/2019/10/03/the-rock-peter-blume/
Giorgio de Chirico — The Mute Orpheus (1970)
As a boy, I never understood why little green men would be attracted to human females (as in Mars Attacks!), especially where the reverse was not true. I was older before I realized these stories […]
Art by Tomiyuki Kaneko inspired by the classical Buddhist tradition in Japan. I am sitting in an Italian cafe across from the US Embassy in Tokyo waiting for Orine to finish her visa interview.
There once was a girl of grace and beauty who lived in a grand old house full of marble and gold with an army of servants who dressed her and fed her and shooed her […]