Throwback to 2013. A dinky Tali with her Great grandfathers self portrait
c 1933 #mervynpeake
As some of you know my phone crashed and broke recently, I lost my photos :( I’m trying to gather numbers and old photos I’ve taken. Just had this sent to me and my heart is bursting 😍❤️😍 keep the oldies coming 🙏🏽x
#Nanowrimoprep Day 3: an inspiring image
This artwork showcases the beauty, mystery, and complexity of Gormenghast castle, from Mervyn Peake's incredible work. If I can be even a 1/15 of the writer he was, I'll have produced something I'm proud of. #instawrimo#gormenghast#mervynpeake @nanowrimo
Completed collection of Mervyn Peake's Gormenghast Trilogy. I've always liked Peake's original illustrations, but I'm partial to this late 60s Ballantine Books paperback edition featuring triptych cover art by Bob Pepper. You're likely familiar w/ Bob's epic psychedelic oeuvre -- Love's eponymous 1966 album, Debussy's "Greatest Hits", George Crumb's "Ancient Voices of Children", and a whole host of PKD and other SF covers. Peake's original sketches are also included. Peake is often overlooked because Gormenghast is considered just so bloody weird, but he really was a poet of the first water. #mervynpeake#gormanghast#bobpepper
Contrary (perhaps) to expectations, on my rare travels I don’t buy a lot of books (or even souvenirs). I like to travel lightly and keep trying to figure ways to travel even more lightly (should the travel opportunities arise). However, these followed me home, one from Foyles and one from the National Gallery in London. No, I did not meet Patti Smith (this was left over from a batch signing). That I would have reported already.
A wet Saturday afternoon, the perfect time for a good old rummage. Found these wonderful little Sesame Street characters which used to sit on a shelf in my daughter's room. I remember searching everywhere (pre-internet!) for more in the series 🙂 And my first copies of Mervyn Peake's Gormenghast, very old, well read and well loved, with a poetry book teenaged me used to take everywhere, the pages of my favourite pieces well thumbed. They're a Puffin and Penguin delight! 😀 #mervynpeake#gormenghast#penguinbooks#puffinbooks#sesamestreet#cookiemonster#bertandernie
Sadly had to return this little gem now that I’ve finished my thesis. I’ve cherished having a physical copy of this. It remains one of my favourite approaches to Peake’s fantastic novels. 💖 #librarybooks#mervynpeake
🐿Kabul! Ben tezimden ve tezimde kullanmadigim ama gecelerce arastirip geri donusum kutusuna gitmesine kiyamadigim bilgileri kullanarak yazdigim makalemden sonra biraz kafayi siyirdim Lewis Carroll ile. Geceleri ruyamda Victoria Londrasinda Anglikan kiliselerde falan muhabbet ediyoruz. Carroll arastirmacisi olarak kariyerime devam edebilirim su an.
E tabii olarak bu surecte kendisinin okunmadik eserini de birakmadim. "The Hunting of the Snark" bunlardan biri. .
🐿8 siirden olusan kitabin dili inanilmaz politik ve satirik. Cunku Carroll. Disaridan gorundugu kadar kolay degil bence asla Carroll okumak. Yoruyor nukteleri anlamaya calismak ama muthis keyifli. Ozellikle bu edisyonda Mervyn Peake inanilmaz illustrasyonlara imza atmis. Cok kiymetli bir eser- ve basim benim gozumde.
Carroll okuyun mutlaka, iyi haftalar!
Linger now with me, thou Beauty, On the sharp archaic shore. Surely 'tis a wastrel's duty And the gods could ask no more. If thou lingerest when I linger, If thou tread'st the stones I tread, Thou wilt stay my spirit's hunger And dispel the dreams I dread. Come thou, love, my own, my only, Through the battlements of Groan; Lingering becomes so lonely When one lingers on one's own. I have lingered in the cloisters Of the Northern Wing at night, As the sky unclasped its oysters On the midnight pearls of light; For the long remorseless shadows Chilled me with exquisite fear. I have lingered in cold meadows Through a month of rain, my dear. Come, my Love, my sweet, my Only, Through the parapets of Groan. Lingering can be very lonely When one lingers on one's own. In dark alcoves I have lingered Conscious of dead dynasties; I have lingered in blue cellars And in hollow trunks of trees. Many a traveler through moonlight Passing by a winding stair Or a cold and crumbling archway Has been shocked to see me there. I have longed for thee, my Only, Hark! the footsteps of the Groan! Lingering is so very lonely When one lingers all alone. Will thou come with me, and linger? And discourse with me of those Secret things the mystic finger Points to, but will not disclose? When I'm all alone, my glory Always fades, because I find Being lonely drives the splendour Of my vision from my mind. Come, oh, come, my own! my Only! Through the Gormenghast of Groan. Lingering has become so lonely As I linger all alone!
Mervyn Peake, Titus Groan (Gormenghast, #1 )