Invisible Stories

"(… There used to be a theory that Shakespeare’s plays were not written by William..."

Wed, 19 Jun 2013 00:53:07 -0700

“(… There used to be a theory that Shakespeare’s plays were not written by William Shakespeare, but by another man of the same name.)”

- Eliot Weinberger, “What Were the Questions?”

“When you look at masterpieces, you see weather....

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 23:11:49 -0700

“When you look at masterpieces, you see weather. Annunciations, depositions, expulsions, visitations, these feel unreadably legal. So many great paintings, so much greatness, seems just a tangle of body parts, ever more skillfully arranged. The Renaissance is people standing around. By the Baroque, they’re writhing around, like a movie reel switched from an art film to a thriller.”

Tim Davis, from Photographs Not Taken

Kerry Mansfield (via mythologyofblue)

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 22:17:14 -0700

Kerry Mansfield (via mythologyofblue)

Photo

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 12:03:53 -0700

At Weird Fiction Review, Edward Gauvin discusses Pierre...

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 11:52:05 -0700

At Weird Fiction Review, Edward Gauvin discusses Pierre Bettencourt (1917-2006), a writer no one reads, and translates the first lines of sixty-five of his stories. (via writersnoonereads)

from Karen Green’s Bough Down

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 23:13:37 -0700

from Karen Green’s Bough Down

"The glory of landscape. Cliffs full of swallows."

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 21:45:00 -0700

“The glory of landscape.
Cliffs full of swallows.”

- Eliot Weinberger, A Journey on the Colorado River

Lutz Bacher - The Celestial Handbook (2011) (via...

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 23:58:06 -0700

Lutz Bacher - The Celestial Handbook (2011) (via likeafieldmouse)

"A bruised part of the body is not a part of the body in its normal state, and philosophy,..."

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 23:50:00 -0700

“A bruised part of the body is not a part of the body in its normal state, and philosophy, literature, and art must also serve people who have not had their teeth knocked out, their eyes blackened, or their jaws broken.”

- Witold Gombrowicz, Diary, trans. Lillian Vallee (via differenceetrepetition)

The Travels and Surprising Adventures of Baron Munchausen,...

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 19:53:56 -0700

The Travels and Surprising Adventures of Baron Munchausen, by Rudolf Erich Raspe [and others]; illustrated by Alfred Crowquill. London: Trubner & Co., 1859. (via johnglassie)

Goreys

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 19:51:18 -0700

Goreys

Trisha Donnelly, Untitled (Black Wave) (2007/8) (via grupaok)

Wed, 12 Jun 2013 20:51:08 -0700

Trisha Donnelly, Untitled (Black Wave) (2007/8) (via grupaok)

Cody Cobb (via mutualfictions)

Tue, 11 Jun 2013 21:51:26 -0700

Cody Cobb (via mutualfictions)

"Another word for dream is ‘the walking rooms.’"

Tue, 11 Jun 2013 17:07:04 -0700

“Another word for dream is ‘the walking rooms.’”

- Cole Swensen, The Glass Age

"; the hills more than philosophy."

Sun, 09 Jun 2013 22:18:19 -0700

“; the hills more than philosophy.”

- Richard Jeffries, The Story of My Heart: An Autobiography (via johnsparker)

Museo Plantin-Moretus, Amberes (Bélgica) (via sinred)

Sun, 09 Jun 2013 22:14:48 -0700

Museo Plantin-Moretus, Amberes (Bélgica) (via sinred)

"A poem is occurring every moment for example that fluttering of mute flies"

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 12:07:05 -0700

“A poem is occurring every moment
for example
that fluttering of mute flies”

- Three lines from Mario Santiago Papasquiaro’s Advice from 1 Disciple of Marx to 1 Heidegger Fanatic

Reading lately

Fri, 07 Jun 2013 17:14:26 -0700

Reading lately

Robert Frank (via magnificentruin)

Fri, 07 Jun 2013 10:43:59 -0700

Robert Frank (via magnificentruin)

"This willingness to continually revise one’s own location in order to place oneself in the path of..."

Wed, 05 Jun 2013 23:24:54 -0700

“This willingness to continually revise one’s own location in order to place oneself in the path of beauty is the basic impulse underlying education. One submits oneself to other minds (teachers) in order to increase the chances that one will be looking in the right direction when a comet makes its sweep through a certain patch of sky.”

- Elaine Scarry, On Beauty and Being Just (via littletoboggans)