Tuesday, August 14, 2012

A New Face in Town

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I was a lucky lad to have grown up when small publishers like City Lights, Grove Press, New Directions, Olympia, and Gaberbocchus (London) were flourishing. I was addicted to their offerings and anxiously awaited each new book with twitchy fingers. It hardly mattered which artists & writers they published, as nearly everything seemed like gold. It was pure tingle-thrill right down to the bone.. The books were wild-eyed, radical, outrageous, satirical, mysterious, erotic—precisely my cup of tea!

Yes, those were thrilling times and thrilling pubs. And now there’s a new house on the scene you can add to that list: Black Scat Books—an imprint of Le Scat Noir that just launched a blog at blackscatbooks.wordpress.com

Check Scat out and FOLLOW the yellow brick road… you just might experience the same long-lost thrill.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Unfinished Nude #3

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Under the action of the chemical flow, the fruit buds developed rapidly, and soon a cluster of green grapes, heavy and ripe, hung alone on one side of the vine-stock. Fuxier set the jar back down on the ground, having sealed the tube with another twist of the key. Then, drawing our attention to the cluster, he showed us miniscule human figures imprisoned at the center of the diaphanous globes

Eat Me

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