Looking back, Looking at LIFE

These black and white photographs done over the years for LIFE magazine, are a treasure of mood and heritage regarding the Indian Dancer. Like a portal into the past, we see perhaps an “exotification” of the Indian Dancer. But, at the very same time we see historical artefact, how true these are, is for our own subjective judgements, but here they are, in their time-bound … Continue reading Looking back, Looking at LIFE

The Waste Land by T.S. Elliot

One of my many favourite lines from this part philosophical, part prophecy, part exploration of cultures, religions and “then” contemporary society has to be “We think of the key, each in his prison thinking of the key, each confirms a prison.” As the poem meanders like a giant pregnant river, the knowledge explored and encased in its five sections : I. The Burial of the … Continue reading The Waste Land by T.S. Elliot

The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe

The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe was the first poem I memorised by heart. I was 11 years old and found a well worn and loved copy on my Grandfathers Desk. The golden embossed copy had me spell bound and I would curl up and read and reread this poem, fascinated by the swells and swirls, and most importantly the powerful imagery it created. The Raven continues … Continue reading The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe

Antonin Artaud Part II

Yesterday we left Artaud urging the true Surrealist to amputate the mind! In fact Artaud takes this directive further and claims that the ‘surrealist’ has judged the mind and in doing so he has discarded with the “my” and “only mine” aspect,  thereby making him – emotionless and dreading the moment in which he will find himself with a critical mind. So free of the … Continue reading Antonin Artaud Part II