Kansas Sire

31st August 2014

Photo reblogged from Spell the Deep with 7 notes

xushima:

Léon Spilliaert, Woman by the Sea, 1908

xushima:

Léon Spilliaert, Woman by the Sea, 1908

31st August 2014

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irycente:

Leon Spilliaert - Le Coup de Vent
1882 - 1946
Belgian painter

irycente:

Leon Spilliaert - Le Coup de Vent

1882 - 1946

Belgian painter

25th August 2014

Photo reblogged from ArtCentric with 29 notes

art-centric:

Wladyslaw Wankie

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Wladyslaw Wankie

24th August 2014

Quote reblogged from You only are what you believe. with 44 notes

Along with our passivity, we’re entering a profoundly masochistic phase — everyone is a victim these days, of parents, doctors, pharmaceutical companies, even love itself. And how much we enjoy it. Our happiest moments are spent trying to think up new varieties of victimhood…
— J.G. Ballard (via go-deep-throat-a-chainsaw)

24th August 2014

Quote reblogged from Digital > Matters with 33 notes

They probably won’t read in the future. At the moment they are reading, but they’re reading different things. They’re reading pornographic magazines, a huge range of magazines and periodicals which offer them an instant replay and comment on their own lives. Not books – the technology of the book publisher is so out of date, he hardly has a technology. You think of the idea you want to write about, you take perhaps a year before the book is finished, you then send it through your agent to a publisher and a certain amount of wheeling and dealing goes on. Perhaps a year later – that’s two years after you thought of it – the book is finally published in hardcover. Two years after that it goes into paperback. So it’s four years before a large (so-called large) audience reads the book. Well, that’s the time it takes for a signal to come from the nearest star!

24th August 2014

Photo reblogged from Another Jigger Of Rye with 21 notes

secretcinema2:

JG Ballard’s Writing Room
My room is dominated by the huge painting, which is a copy of The Violation by the Belgian surrealist Paul Delvaux. The original was destroyed during the Blitz in 1940, and I commissioned an artist I know to make a copy from a photograph. I never stop looking at this painting and its mysterious and beautiful women. Sometimes I think I have gone to live inside it and each morning I emerge refreshed. It’s a male dream…The postcard is Dali’s Persistence of Memory, the greatest painting of the 20th century, and next to it is a painting by my daughter, which is the greatest painting of the 21st century. On the desk is my old manual typewriter, which I recently found in my stair cupboard. I was inspired by a letter from Will Self, who wrote to me on his manual typewriter. So far I have just stared at the old machine, without daring to touch it, but who knows? The first drafts of my novels have all been written in longhand and then I type them up on my old electric. I have worked at this desk for the past 47 years. All my novels have been written on it, and old papers of every kind have accumulated like a great reef. The chair is an old dining-room chair that my mother brought back from China and probably one I sat on as a child, so it has known me for a very long time. A Paolozzi screen-print is resting against the door, which now serves as a cat barrier during the summer months. My neighbour’s cats are enormously affectionate, and in the summer leap up on to my desk and then churn up all my papers into a huge whirlwind. They are my fiercest critics. I work for three or four hours a day, in the late morning and early afternoon. Then I go out for a walk and come back in time for a large gin and tonic.
- Writers’ Rooms, The Guardian, 2007

secretcinema2:

JG Ballard’s Writing Room

My room is dominated by the huge painting, which is a copy of The Violation by the Belgian surrealist Paul Delvaux. The original was destroyed during the Blitz in 1940, and I commissioned an artist I know to make a copy from a photograph. I never stop looking at this painting and its mysterious and beautiful women. Sometimes I think I have gone to live inside it and each morning I emerge refreshed. It’s a male dream…The postcard is Dali’s Persistence of Memory, the greatest painting of the 20th century, and next to it is a painting by my daughter, which is the greatest painting of the 21st century. On the desk is my old manual typewriter, which I recently found in my stair cupboard. I was inspired by a letter from Will Self, who wrote to me on his manual typewriter. So far I have just stared at the old machine, without daring to touch it, but who knows? The first drafts of my novels have all been written in longhand and then I type them up on my old electric. I have worked at this desk for the past 47 years. All my novels have been written on it, and old papers of every kind have accumulated like a great reef. The chair is an old dining-room chair that my mother brought back from China and probably one I sat on as a child, so it has known me for a very long time. A Paolozzi screen-print is resting against the door, which now serves as a cat barrier during the summer months. My neighbour’s cats are enormously affectionate, and in the summer leap up on to my desk and then churn up all my papers into a huge whirlwind. They are my fiercest critics. I work for three or four hours a day, in the late morning and early afternoon. Then I go out for a walk and come back in time for a large gin and tonic.

- Writers’ Rooms, The Guardian, 2007

24th August 2014

Quote reblogged from 504ever with 25 notes

The world’s turning into a madhouse, one half of society gloating righteously over the torments of the other. Most people don’t realize which side of the bars they are.
J.G. Ballard, The Insane Ones, 1962 (via louismaistros)

24th August 2014

Link reblogged from ERIK ɅNGLE with 71 notes

10 Sci-Fi Stories That Predicted the Surveillance State →

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24th August 2014

Quote with 2 notes

The crime wave is already there. It’s called consumer capitalism
— J.G.Ballard, Super-Cannes

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18th August 2014

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Self Portrait (Untitled Series)

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