Another day, another article written in response to an act of desecration and vandalism perpetrated by those who seek to spoil whatever is left of that thing we once could call “Western Civilization.” Honestly, I was reluctant to write this. After having typed thousands of words on the exhausting farce that was the recent European Cup, perhaps I can be forgiven for not having the muster to write about yet another attack on our race, our culture, our traditions, and our senses. As I wrote in my essay on EURO 2024, life in the West today is like fighting on the parapets of a fortress as wave after wave of enemy soldiers relentlessly scales the walls. (more…)
Tag: modern art
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Tom Wolfe
The Painted Word
New York: Farrar Straus and Giroux, 1975 (many editions since)Long before he died, Tom Wolfe deeded his archives to the New York Public Library (NYPL). When he passed on in 2018, the NYPL put up a little “pop-up” exhibition in commemoration. It would have been bigger, but the Library had just done a slap-up interview and celebration with Wolfe a year and a half earlier, and had mounted another small display of Wolfeiana a year before that. (more…)
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In the early 1980s I was involved with the startup of a “humor magazine” that never went anywhere after its colorful-but-vague pilot issue. Apart from a couple of National Lampoon veterans, we were mostly post-collegiate types, full of quirky, off-the-wall ideas from our own days at colorful-but-vague college humor mags. It was around this time that one of my colleagues mentioned, as a bit of curious arcana, that he had heard that somewhere out there was a racist humor magazine. (more…)
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Of the many things in this world which I know nothing about, the one for which I wish this wasn’t the case is art. Not only do I possess zero skills in drawing, painting, or sculpting, I know next to nothing about art history, the various artistic movements, or the art world. Despite my severe lack of knowledge on the subject, I still thoroughly enjoy art. (more…)
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Greg Johnson welcomed Alexander Adams (WordPress, Substack), author of the recently-published book from Imperium Press Blood, Soil, Paint, to the latest broadcast of Counter-Currents Radio, where they discussed Romanticism and modern art. It is now available for download and online listening. (more…)
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Royal Air Farce
As seasoned military historians will know, many of Britain’s Royal Air Force (RAF) pilots during the Second World War were Polish. Today, however, those plucky air aces from a country that historically has been more warred against than warlike (and so know how to defend like furies) would find no place for them in the RAF, and they would be unlikely to get their wings not because of any aerial incapacity, but because they are the wrong color. (more…)
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Christopher Pankhurst
Numinous Machines
San Francisco, Calif.: Counter-Currents Publishing, 2017Whenever I read a book with the intention of writing a review, I like to underline certain passages as well as jot notes in the margins. This quickly became an untenable approach for Christopher Pankhurst’s Numinous Machines, as there was simply too much to pull from the text. The book is a collection of essays that seeks out the numinous spirit in arts and culture in an era that is devoid of almost anything vital whatsoever. (more…)
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Part 3 of 3 (Part 1 here, Part 2 here)
With Young Virgin Auto-Sodomized by Her Own Chastity, Dalí returned to his paranoiac-critical concerns (i.e., autoeroticism), but now transformed. The paranoiac origin is Dalí’s obsession with Vermeer’s The Lacemaker, which in turn he believed to “consist” in rhinoceroses’ horns. (more…)
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Part 2 of 3 (Part 1 here, Part 3 here)
This excursus has prematurely broached The Gala Situation, so let’s go back to where we started, with Dalí beginning to apply his method: “For the next few years Dalí’s paranoiac process remained preoccupied with fetishist obsessions, including masturbation and his fear of heterosexual sex.”[1] (more…)
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Those on the Right who believe that modern art is always “decadent” need to come to grips with Italian Futurism. In commemoration of the birthday of Filippo Marinetti, the founder of Italian Futurism and one of the prophets of Fascism, I would like to draw your attention to several writings on this website.
By Marinetti:
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Visiting an art gallery in Washington, DC long ago, I gazed at amorphous shapes for a good while. Some abstract art is good, speaking directly to the subconscious mind, but this stuff just wasn’t doing it for me. The only message I got out of it was a mild scolding from my superego about wasting a few bucks. However, one exhibit in the entire exhibit actually looked like something. That’s probably the reason why it’s the only item I remember. In fact, it was obvious that some effort went into making it, setting it apart from much of the other Entartete Kunst. (more…)
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I’m a recent transplant in this city. And as far as cities go, this one isn’t terrible. We live just over the hill from Erie, one of those giant inland seas carved from North America’s heartland, and it’s like having our own, muted stretch of coast for the quiet. (more…)