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The reason for my guilt is that some readers will lose entire weeks to perusing the past year or so of Hilobrow, an online magazine for which the estimable Erik Davis has now begun writing. His first column proposes the concept of Pamela Colman Smith's Tarot designs as occult comic book:
http://hilobrow.com/2010/01/30/the-comic-book-of-thoth/
The magazine's juxtaposition of "Hilobrow Heroes" is sufficiently scandalous to keep everyone entertained or ensnared for more hours than they might wish: Albert Camus. Robert Musil. Robert Mapplethorpe. Sam Shepard. Walker Evans. Parker Posey. By the time we get to Luc Sante's essay on Nestor Makhno, we know we are waist deep in the Big Muddy, the land of high and low where Ursula LeGuin and Lotte Lenya and Evel Knievel and Louis Althusser and Ezra Pound and "Weird Al" Yankovic rub shoulders or actually cohabit. It is a land some of my readers already live in, and some of us visit regularly for professional reasons.
http://hilobrow.com/2010/01/30/the-comic-book-of-thoth/
The magazine's juxtaposition of "Hilobrow Heroes" is sufficiently scandalous to keep everyone entertained or ensnared for more hours than they might wish: Albert Camus. Robert Musil. Robert Mapplethorpe. Sam Shepard. Walker Evans. Parker Posey. By the time we get to Luc Sante's essay on Nestor Makhno, we know we are waist deep in the Big Muddy, the land of high and low where Ursula LeGuin and Lotte Lenya and Evel Knievel and Louis Althusser and Ezra Pound and "Weird Al" Yankovic rub shoulders or actually cohabit. It is a land some of my readers already live in, and some of us visit regularly for professional reasons.
