“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 January 2017

EDVARD MUNCH: CONSUMPTIVE INSANITY

Forty five troubled years after he painted his famous The Scream, the Norwegian painter Edvard Munch had resorted to one age-old method of herding - or hiding from - his demons.

"My father was temperamentally nervous and obsessively religious," he wrote, "to the point of psychoneurosis. From him I inherited the seeds of madness. The angels of fear, sorrow, and death stood by my side since the day I was born ..." And furthermore: "I inherited two of mankind's most frightful enemies - the heritage of consumption and insanity."

The painting is Self Portrait With Bottles (1938)

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