Author Archives: James J. Conway
In which we visit Rogomelec and Sealand, the castle of truth and a fern-loved gully
… in which we head further afield and meet Peter Altenberg and some other folk, but honestly, it’s mainly Peter Altenberg.
“We are both monarch and victim in a gothic simulation illuminated by sombre flashes of sardonic rhetoric.” Which is nice.
From clean-lined architects to Dirty Helen Cromwell the potty-mouthed barkeep – let us join hands and make contact with the fabulous.
… in which we scour the old town for old friends
The Austrian manor house where illustrator Alfred Kubin died, 60 years ago today.
The latest Rixdorf Editions title is out, but you can’t buy it. Ever. But you can get it for free!
Happy hundredth birthday to the artist formerly known as Walter Busterkeys
The strange life of cocovore castaway August Engelhardt, his fictional avatars and his surprising relevance in the present day
Who needs this many books? You do. YOU need this many books.
Your essential Christmas book list – it’s naughty, it’s nice. Mostly naughty if we’re honest.
Johannes Baader and one of the very first art interventions, 100 years ago today in Berlin
Ironfoot Jack, Umm Kulthum, Jack Parsons, Harry Crosby… it’s a Strange Flowers Film Festival!