And the Oscar goes to …

November 28, 2012 § Leave a comment

We are in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars

or

I can resist everything but temptation.

One of the wittiest spirit of literature is also the most quoted. The Guardian gathered Oscar Wilde’s top 50 epigrams in just one infographic:

via The Guardian

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The usual suspects

October 23, 2012 § Leave a comment

Are you familiar with law enforcement composite sketch software? You know, the software the police uses to create portraits of suspects based on eye-witness descriptions? Well, Brian Joseph Davis had the brilliant idea of using such software with literary descriptions of book characters. Some of the most iconic protagonists are there, from Jesus to Humbert Humbert, and from Jane Eyre to Holly Golightly.

Daisy Buchanan

Daisy Buchanan, The Great Gatsby

A casting director’s dream, right?

Captain Ahab

Captain Ahab, Moby Dick

Unfortunately The Composites tumblr is closing down (but a book is coming out). Just my luck to discover something fun once it is about to end…

via freeweird

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Six degrees of artistic influences

September 21, 2011 § Leave a comment

We have seen her work before, illustrating the food habits of famous writers and poets.   Now Wendy MacNaughton illustrates in a visually engaging manner the Circles of Influence, created by Michelle Legro and Maria Popova, which reveal the creative encounters and intersections of different writers, scientists, genres and eras.

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On the road all around the world

May 22, 2011 § 1 Comment

Does a book cover always reflect the essence of the book itself? And how the artistic outcome of the cover changes when the same book is translated in other languages? Check out some vintage book covers of Jack Kerouac’s “On the Road”  from all around the world.

First edition, 1957

Portugal

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James Joyce Pornography

May 16, 2011 § 7 Comments

Who would have guessed that the man behind the masterpiece that is Ulysses was such a pervert! Apparently lots of people knew, but anyway I didn’t, at least until earlier today, when F. sent me this link, containing love letters to his future wife Nora.  No, love letters is not the correct term. What Joyce was doing was the Victorian equivalent of sexting. With top-notch, ground-breaking writing, of course.

The letters are rich with vivid images of sodomy, flagellation, and an escalating obsession with coprophilia. Want one of the mildest samples?

My love for you allows me to pray to the spirit of eternal beauty and tenderness mirrored in your eyes or fling you down under me on that softy belly of yours and fuck you up behind, like a hog riding a sow, glorying in the very stink and sweat that rises from your arse, glorying in the open shape of your upturned dress and white girlish drawers and in the confusion of your flushed cheeks and tangled hair. It allows me to burst into tears of pity and love at some slight word, to tremble with love for you at the sounding of some chord or cadence of music or to lie heads and tails with you feeling your fingers fondling and tickling my ballocks or stuck up in me behind and your hot lips sucking off my cock while my head is wedged in between your fat thighs, my hands clutching the round cushions of your bum and my tongue licking ravenously up your rank red cunt.

That is why Nora, the woman whose fart Joyce “would pick out in a roomful of farting women”, famously said “I guess the man’s a genius, but what a dirty mind he has, hasn’t he?”

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Lolita butterflies

April 22, 2011 § 1 Comment

Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta; the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.

She was Lo, plain Lo in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.

Lolita butterflies

Beautiful hand-illustrated butterflies by legendary author and amateur entomologist Vladimir Nabokov on copies of his masterpiece Lolita. Today would be his birthday. April 22nd.

Lolita butterflies Lolita butterflies

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In their own words

April 19, 2011 § 3 Comments

If you were a writer and you were about to make your self-portrait, how would you draw yourself? Would you choose to depict an extract from your literary work perhaps? Artist and author John Sokol creates drawings of literary figures, whose outline of the face is crafted from the very words of their own works.

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Jorge-Luis Borges and the Secret Miracle

See more portraits after the jump

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