Showing posts with label Oscar Wilde. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Oscar Wilde. Show all posts
4.11.11
'A Woman should know only how to do 3 Things: Tell the Truth, Ride a Horse, and Sign a Cheque.'
....or so said William Faulkner, according to Javier Marias' delightfully surreal 'Written Lives', which brings together a series of mini biographies of well-known writers, composed out of 'fragmentary and often...bizarre' anecdotal vignettes and tit-bits that 'treat these well-known literary figures as if they were fictional characters, which may well be how all writers, whether famous or obscure, would secretly like to be treated.' Of course, we know this to be absolutely true (in my case anyway - I used to frequently fake name people for the hell of it, and whilst temping, would make up fictional life histories and fake siblings and uncles just to pass the time.)
14.5.11
Literature in Art, Part Two: The Cult of Beauty
Of course, finding literary inspiration in a movement that contained quite so much actual literature was never going to be hard; especially when it was so coloured by bohemia and decadence, sensuality and romanticism and a deep appreciation of the ephemeral beauty of life. The poetry practically writes itself, doesn’t it?
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Dante Gabriel Rossetti,
MGMT,
Music,
Nabokov,
Oscar Wilde,
Reviews,
the V and A,
Writing Theory
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