“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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02 October 2015

RARE PHOTOGRAPH OF A PHEROMONE?


Since I made this photograph of my beloved mate, the painter, illustrator and cartoonist, George Grainger Aldridge on his home patch in the Flinders Ranges last year, my forensic people remain confounded by the strange spermatazoa magnification shows to be fishing about his primary sensory orifices, as if seeking entry. Is it a pheromone? An exploratory Martian pod? A drone? Click the image to enlarge. All explanations welcome.

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