“Sod the wine, I want to suck on the writing. This man White is an instinctive writer, bloody rare to find one who actually pulls it off, as in still gets a meaning across with concision. Sharp arbitrage of speed and risk, closest thing I can think of to Cicero’s ‘motus continuum animi.’

Probably takes a drink or two to connect like that: he literally paints his senses on the page.”


DBC Pierre (Vernon God Little, Ludmila’s Broken English, Lights Out In Wonderland ... Winner: Booker prize; Whitbread prize; Bollinger Wodehouse Everyman prize; James Joyce Award from the Literary & Historical Society of University College Dublin)


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07 February 2015

MEAD VISION FROM THE SUMMER OF 73

Unpacking a box of diaries and notepads from 1973 I discovered this prophetic vision ... musta bin one of my Ezekiel moments ... text, illustration and photo by Philip White

3 comments:

on the scene said...

looks like a bit more than mead to me whitey

February 7, 2015 at 9:28 PM
ZYROK said...

I think that's more of a map than an illustration. I like the trinity leaping FROM the wagon twards the Thule Sector. NGC 1397ii (revised)

February 8, 2015 at 9:13 PM
Anonymous said...

Excuse me Philp, while I ask how much of that archive survives?

Ginnie

February 12, 2015 at 2:02 PM

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