6 01, 2018


By |2018-01-09T01:36:16+00:00January 6th, 2018|Essay|0 Comments

A dark morning, the sun is blue today. Yes, and a down going movement is in order. The seaside cave is dripping with sighs on the side of the white spectral cliffs. I (but not I) climb down, roughing up the vegetation with unworthy steps. A vaginal hole the approximate size of an ash leaf [...]

23 07, 2017

The Pogo Enigma

By |2018-01-11T13:04:47+00:00July 23rd, 2017|Dreams, Essay, Games, Image|0 Comments

SC: Mattias Forshage mentioned Pogo and the Okefenokee in an email, which set me off on a Pogo hunt, feeling something needed exploring down there in a vague sort of way. We only had time for a quick stop, and went to the more touristy entrance on the north. An interesting desolateness, still, and a [...]

8 05, 2017

Recent Flood Activity by Jason Abdelhadi

By |2017-05-08T22:12:07+00:00May 8th, 2017|Essay|0 Comments

March 4, 2016 I read a comic in which Little Nemo’s bedroom is flooded. “After the storm subsided he discovered the land he was on to be moving swiftly through the water but the voice allayed his fears.” April 13, 2016 I note down the following quotation from Victor Hugo: “Revolt is a sort of [...]

3 04, 2017

The Grass Plot Round A Sun-Dial by Jason Abdelhadi

By |2017-04-03T13:58:24+00:00April 3rd, 2017|Essay|0 Comments

Do you know who is in your garden? Is it a pronoun combined with a chronological list of achievements? Or is it a self-conscious spell, projecting itself on various situations? Does it cast a shadow at brillig? Does it salivate over its own legend? Or is it starving to escape its own fixity, in a [...]

19 02, 2017

Surrealist realism by Jesús Garcías Rodriguez & Bruno Jacobs

By |2017-02-25T13:46:43+00:00February 19th, 2017|Essay, Uncategorized|0 Comments

We recently found out through Facebook that an “International Surrealist Exhibition” took place in the Municipal Museum of Cartago in Costa Rica (free admission), which shares a logo with a certain Camaleonart Foundation — Art and Entertainment (and that is precisely what it is to a large extent nowadays). It deals with no less than [...]

14 01, 2017

End Notes from the Aquatic Lanthorn by Jason Abdelhadi

By |2017-02-25T12:07:19+00:00January 14th, 2017|Essay|0 Comments

My object here is simply to project the draught of a systematisation of Cetology. I am the architect, not the builder. But it is a ponderous task; no ordinary letter-sorter in the Post Office is equal to it. To grope down into the bottom of the sea after them; to have one’s hands among the [...]

23 12, 2016


By |2017-02-25T12:07:19+00:00December 23rd, 2016|Essay|0 Comments

The enemies of poetry have always been obsessed with making it a slave to their immediate ends. They see jet bombers without thinking of Icarus. Benjamin Péret On December 19, 2016, the gatekeepers of discourse at Miriam-Webster Dictionary named “surreal” as its Word of the Year. Far from taking this dubious distinction as a compliment, [...]

16 12, 2016

Postal Transmogrification

By |2017-04-03T14:30:04+00:00December 16th, 2016|Essay|0 Comments

SC: The desire has come to me recently to step back and “file a report” on the mailings we have been pursuing for the past two years. We started with the primary goal of creating a sort of catalyst for the “mailbox marvelous”. After all, who hasn’t formed a certain connection with this mysterious box [...]

2 12, 2016

Surrealism: the Mouth of Shadows

By |2017-02-25T12:07:19+00:00December 2nd, 2016|Essay|0 Comments

Surrealism as a cultural force does not remain an existent and discussed phenomenon because of technology or any of the developments since Breton’s group. It is a chthonic, primal force with roots in shamanism, primitive cultures, and every last magical, obscure secret in the history of magic. Every bejeweled rock which remains unturned is the [...]

11 11, 2016

Eat Your President For Breakfast

By |2017-02-25T12:07:19+00:00November 11th, 2016|Essay|0 Comments

Shittttttt! The long and tiresome campaign of President Posterior (elect) has revealed to home audiences (we can hardly call the unmobilized American masses anything else) the dyspeptic underbelly of the liberal-democratic fantasy. Locked within the confines of their curated Internet timelines and baseless feel-good truisms about voting, clueless pseudorationalists speak about waking up to a [...]