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Found 7 posts tagged ‘Ithell Colquhoun’


I Found a Penny Today, So Here's a Thought – March 20, 2018 (permalink)

I found a pressed 6-leaf clover hiding in an expensive rare book.  A few years ago, I purchased, for an exorbitant $128, what was promised (original typo: primrosed) to be the most unusual travel account ever published -- the surrealist painter Ithell Colquhoun's exploration of the eerie magic of the Irish countryside, The Crying of the Wind.  (It hadn't yet been republished in softcover; I was a year too early!)  I'd been sufficiently impressed by Colquhoun's dreamy occult novel Goose of Hermogenes to trust that the travel book would beguile me.  It did!  And though I can't help but wonder why the Universe tricked me into spending $128 just before the softcover came out, I do know that a new softcover wouldn't have had a pressed 6-leaf clover, so perhaps it all somehow works out in the end.
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#vintage book #ireland #lucky clover #Ithell Colquhoun #old book #clover #six leaf clover #rare book
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Forgotten Wisdom – September 7, 2016 (permalink)


The text reads, "Everything found on land is found in the sea." —Ithell Colquhoun, Goose of Hermogenes 
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#constellation #goat #Ithell Colquhoun #sea goat
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Forgotten Wisdom – August 10, 2016 (permalink)

From Prof. Oddfellow's sketchbook.  (Previously, we examined a Hermetic secret from Ithell Colquhoun's Goose of Hermogenes, as well as her takes on volcanoes and on the two fish that swim in our sea.)

The text reads, "The sea's voice ... is heard as in the ear of a shell." —Ithell Colquhoun, Goose of Hermogenes 
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#Ithell Colquhoun #sea shell #earlike
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Forgotten Wisdom – July 13, 2016 (permalink)

From Prof. Oddfellow's sketchbook, a Hermetic secret.  (Previously, we examined another Hermetic secret from Ithell Colquhoun's Goose of Hermogenes, as well as her take on volcanoes.)

The text reads, "Be warned and understand truly, that two fishes are swimming in our sea." —Ithell Colquhoun, Goose of Hermogenes 
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#Ithell Colquhoun #two fish #fish kites
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Forgotten Wisdom – June 18, 2016 (permalink)

From Prof. Oddfellow's sketchbook.  (Previously, we examined a Hermetic secret from Ithell Colquhoun's Goose of Hermogenes.)

The text reads, "But one never knows what a volcano will do next, so it is best to say nothing about it." —Ithell Colquhoun, Goose of Hermogenes 
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Precursors – May 17, 2016 (permalink)

We discovered a precursor to our 2006 "diamond cycle" diagram, courtesy of surrealist painter and author Ithell Colquhoun's The Crying of the Wind: Ireland (1955): "Perhaps a fine day in Kerry is best of all, when the air is like a diamond yet the dews are never far away."
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#Ithell Colquhoun #diamonds #lucy in the sky
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I Found a Penny Today, So Here's a Thought – February 28, 2016 (permalink)


So we're reading surrealist painter Ithell Colquhoun's enigmantic novel Goose of Hermogenes and were delighted to encounter the Hermetic secret of drawing a straight line all the way to the horizon.  Before revealing that, here's the novel's official description: "The heroine of this story (described only as 'I') is compelled to visit a mysterious uncle who turns out to be a black magician who lords over a kind of Prospero's Island that exists out of time and space.  Startled by his bizarre behavior and odd nocturnal movements, she eventually learns that he is searching for the philosopher's stone.  When his sinister attentions fall upon the priceless jewel heirloom in her possession, bewilderment turns into stark terror and she realizes she must find a way off the island.  An esoteric dreamworld fantasy composed of uncorrelated scenes and imagery mostly derived from medieval occult sources, Goose of Hermogenes might be described as a gothic novel, an occult picaresque, or a surrealist fantasy."  (By the way, we disagree with the word "uncorrelated" in the description.)  (50Watts has discussed the novel and author here.)
Back to the Hermetic secret, from page 53:
And he dying near by, dying in life, living in death, spending and wasting and dying each time he was with me, each time a step nearer death and death a thought dearer.  He was hungry once with that phosphorescent look about him and asked to be kept alive and I gave him stony gifts; I heaped those stones above him, I laid him in that bed of boulders.  We were held together at last by slanderous bonds, by ridicule, hatred, contempt, but there were older bonds than those, the sulphur, the phosphor, the salt.  Now lying in a small graveyard near bones of kings and beaten gold, he is learning the length of the horizon and drawing perhaps where the worms twine a straighter line than ever before; drawing perhaps the straight wand of Hermes, with the snakes making spirals around it to right and left, the red and the blue, gyres that I must try to compas.  Lying there far from the shrine of a pillow, he is echoing that distant day when the first words he spoke were Listen to me!  And crying a far cry out of a six-foot cradle he is saying again Listen!
Indeed!
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#occult #esoteric #surrealism #book #hermeticism #Ithell Colquhoun #wand of hermes
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