#wyndham lewis

[thunderstruck9]

Wyndham Lewis (British, 1882-1957), Red duet, 1914. Chalk and gouache on paper, 38.5 x 56 cm.

#percy wyndham lewis #wyndham lewis #british art

[the-cricket-chirps]

Wyndham Lewis

Creation Myth

1927

#wyndham lewis #british artist #british art #british painter #british painting #abstract #abstract art #abstract painting #abstraction #modern art #art history #aesthetictumblr #tumblraesthetic #tumblrpic #tumblrpictures #tumblr art #aesthetic #beauty

[oldsardens]

Wyndham Lewis - Josephine Plummer

#Wyndham Lewis

[deadpanwalking]

A pdf of the original BLAST manifesto is available for free online, as if you care.

#oh my god i forgot to stan VORTICISM *face melts* #wyndham lewis #ezra pound #vorticism #modernism #poetry

[taf-art]

Froanna, the Artist's Wife (1937). Wyndham Lewis.

#wyndham lewis #art #painting #portrait #1930s #british art #seen in person #kelvingrove art gallery

[davidhudson]

Wyndham Lewis, November 18, 1882 – March 7, 1957.

#wyndham lewis #art #literature

[dumbbitchhour]

Wyndham Lewis, La Suerte, 1938 x

#Wyndham Lewis #a

[schizografia]

Wyndham Lewis

#wyndham lewis #ezra pound #portrait #ritratto

[jeannepompadour]

"'Lady Undressing" by a follower of Wyndham Lewis, 1920s

#wyndham Lewis #1920s #20th century #mdpillustration #illustration #britain #20th c. Britain

[ladybugmeat]

Urban Visions

DO YOU WANT LIES WITH THAT?

When I tie on the red apron, I become mythos. Tonight, I am bolshie San Marzono tomato, a glug of chilli oil, the spilt blood in il tricolore. I propagate the superlative of redness: the necessity of Friday nights doused with deep-bodied wine and laughter. I am a servant to Guy Debord’s ‘simple image’. I am a waitress. I was invented to induce the ‘hypnotic behaviour’ of customers. I sell Italian holiday nostalgia on a London high-street. I sell Se telefonando at an ambient volume. I sell a dinner date Instagram post. I sell pizza.

17:59

I apply one last dab of lipstick in the bathroom mirror and stare into my t-shirt logo. The sketched oscillation of a ladle applying sauce contrives a sense of the infinite. The loose form is designed to inspire a consumer’s corporeal appetites: to eat, to dance, to live without inhibition. It is a perfectly spun simulacra. Nevertheless, when I look, I see only a vortex. It stares back as a poorly disguised adaption of Wyndham Lewis’ motif. It presents, in mechanics, the greatest efficiency - Industrialism’s unerring machine.  

From a point of stillness, the vortex ensues around me: The restless hand that uncorks the prosecco, the grating scream of a child, the UberEats delivery chime swept up in the unctuous breath of cured lamb. I stumble over my own foot. The bottle of Sanpelligrino spills out over my hands.

18:07

This business of flattened reality is as Debord describes, the ‘incessant refinement of the division of labour into a parcellisation of gestures’. The glassy spectacle of restaurant dining, the neat scribbled brand, ‘ultimately expresses nothing more than its desire to sleep.’ There is no exit from spectacle. I myself am its ‘guardian’. I offer to take the family photo for table 11. I add pen to the logo.

18:24

A child in a highchair knocks a pitcher of garlic oil from table 19. I cover the spill with flour. Flour permeates the restaurant. I wash it out of my hair before I sleep. It serves its semiotic purpose - life sustaining substance, domesticity, Naples under your feet. The oil clumps to form a paste. I scrape it up with a pie knife.

My manager surreptitiously draws my attention to a cluster of fungi growing from a damp corner. I use the knife to pull the roots out from the adjoining walls. ‘Wherever there is independent representation, the spectacle reconstitutes itself.’ 

18:26

‘I’ll have the Aubergine Parmigiana and Pizza Funghi e Salsiccia.’ The English gentleman draws out his vowels. He desires to simulate Italian musicality. A syllabic chain of brassy consonants set alight with unfamiliar suffixes. The result is an awkward series of staccato notes.

‘And do you do a gluten-free base?’

#creative writing #creatives #writing community #academic writing #guy debord #wyndham lewis #prosepoetry #prose poetry #poets of tumblr #prose poem

[thunderstruck9]

Wyndham Lewis (British, 1882-1957), Iris Barry Seated, 1921. Ink and watercolour on paper, 12 1/2 x 13 1/8 in.

Iris Barry (1895-1969) was a film critic and curator

#wyndham lewis #percy wyndham lewis #british art #portrait #female portrait #iris barry

[the-cricket-chirps]

Wyndham Lewis

A Battery Shelled

1919

#wyndham lewis #british artist #british art #british painting #british painter #landscape #landscape painting #art on tumblr #modern art #art history #aesthetictumblr #tumblraesthetic #tumblrpic #tumblrpictures #tumblr art #aesthetic #beauty

[oldsardens]

Wyndham Lewis - Drawing of David Low. 1932

#Wyndham Lewis

[pandaemoniumpancakes]

Wyndham Lewis cover art, 1910-1950.

#wyndham lewis

[henryrodhamkissinger]

Percy Wyndham Lewis (1882-1957). On the right hand side is a passage from his story “Soldiers of Humour,” emblematic of his style.

Lewis was the founder of the Vorticist movement, which in painting, was a sort of play on Cubism, both abstract formalist and geometrically-oriented, but the latter inward-looking and temporal. Vorticist paintings are hard-edged, forceful, mechanical, meant to be closer to the external world of brutality and Instrumental Reason than cubism’s Proustian inwardness.

I don’t know if I really dig the paintings but the writing mirrors the sense and style of the paintings. Frederic Jameson ‘daringly’ praising the ‘fascist, sexist, racist, elitist’ writing of Lewis at a formal level, wonders at the “prodigious force with which Lewis propagates his bristling mechanical sentences and hammers the world into a forbidding cubist surface.” For Jameson it was a “powerful protest against the reified experience of alienated social life, in which, against its own will, it remains formally and ideologically locked.”

It’s also tremendously funny shit

#wyndham lewis #vorticism #frederic jameson #modernism #modernist literature

[ritualware]

#wyndham lewis #drawing