LYRICS

The applications are to blameAll the people do all dayIs stare into a phone (Placebo, Too Many people)

“Take nothing but memories, leave nothing but footprints!” (Chief Seattle)

When rock stars were myths (Sandi Thom, I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker)

Machines were mice and men were lions once upon a time, Now that it's the opposite it's twice upon a time (Moondog)

Time is an illusion (Einstein)

Monday 18 July 2016

White Rabbit


WHITE RABBIT – PART 1




Artemis and Apollo, Barry Windsor-Smith

“White Rabbit” is taken from the Grace Slick song of Lewis Carroll’s Alice. In Through the Looking Glass, the land on the other side of the mirror is the world of myth and fairy tale. That world is the opposite to a world of light, of reflection. Critically speaking, light has to be destroyed in order for the mirror to reflect its opposite (myth and fairy tale).

This is seen in many contexts, which I’ll discuss later. The first thing to say is that a world of reflected light is Apollonian (in the Nietzschean sense). It is a world of logic and proportion but, in the lyrics of the song,

“When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead

And the White Knight’s talking backwards

And the Red Queen’s off with her head”

The other side of the mirror is the domain of Artemis – the twin and destroyer of Apollo – a world of darkness and decadence. Artemis is fertility (Daphne, laurel) and the enabler of the frivolous god Dionysus.

How many people are aware that floral green is simply the subtraction by leaves of the rainbow (spectrum)? Photosynthetic pigments. A rainbow is like a technical mirror – telling us what colors are there – the red to blue spectrum. The other side of the rainbow is simply the land beyond technique, the land of wilful expression.. or of witch.. or the Wizard of Oz http://www.uvs-model.com/UVS%20on%20paradoxical%20effect.htm (see “Somehow I Don’t Think We’re In Kansas, Toto” down page)

To put it in simple English, there is a world of light, but there is a world of the destruction and bending of light – forests, rainbows, bowers, glades. This is actually the world of heroic fantasy, of which more anon.

Once light is destroyed or bent, we have enclosure – leafy bowers, bows of light (the rainbow bridge), decadent romance. We are in familiar time and space. Essentially, the destruction of light (Artemis) is a creative act, an act of fertility.

Of course, we are told we live in a spacetime continuum that is filled with light, reflected light. It’s a very nice theory, since the continuum is supposed to just be there, and bend light around it. However, light can be bent by other means, such as a prism (rainbow), or heat as in a mirage.


If vortices exist, the continuum is an Apollonian fantasy or “lightspace”. If something is an Apollonian fantasy, all the followers are essentially following the light – reflections – and not the dark (shadows, myths, dreams).

The other side of the mirror is a type of atmosphere, invisible to an Apollonian order (like a rainbow which is like a mirage). This is not the world of theory, but the world of Artemis and Apollo, twin gods, a type of incestuousness or decadence.

The reality it emblemizes is atmospheric. Its limbs are flesh and wood, like taverns of old, of melancholy airs and raucous carousing.

This is an alternate reality that destroys an Apollonian fantasy of logic and proportion, replete with robots and economic pundits. Fill the halls with mirrors and they think it’s real, not a reflection of a reflection.

The Song of Red Sonja - Artemis carousing with Dionysus (Conan #24, 1972)

BWS’s trademark hatching style is taken more from 18th century British illustrators like Hogarth than 20th century American. The other point I want to get across is the sense of space – whether clichéd and caricatural 18th century Hogarth or 20th century comics – they are enclosed in a recognizable space.

What is it that encloses space? In the history of Man, it’s trees. Trees that capture sunlight, that shelter us with overhanging boughs. Trees are the creators of space because they destroy the radiation of the sun, converting it to trunks and greenery. The basic point is that the destruction of light is needed because this lets in Artemis. Artemis is darkness, decadence, romance and a type of almost incestuous closeness.

That environment is actually the environment of, say, a Sioux village. Also, of fairy tales set in woods and ivied castles. If you look at the splash page of Song of Red Sonja, there is a very strong sense of enclosure by wooden timbers – it could almost be a ship’s hold. It looks sort of familiar. Dreamlike.

I’m going to be taking up the theme of familiarity in further instalments. There is also the more basic point that destruction of light is destruction of technique. It is pure expression, wildness. This is actually therefore an ontological point.

The world “we” are building is a world of reflections (light) in a continuum. Breaking the mirror lets in the flame-haired Artemis. This is the world of enclosure, of leafy bowers. It is an ontological distinction that recognizes that light and the continuum have to be destroyed. We are then not in Einstein’s world; we are in an enclosed, and greener, and dreamier land.


Cat Stevens, Sun/C79

WHITE RABBIT – PART 2

“Without music, life would be a mistake” – Nietzsche

“And the sun lights the moon” – Cat Stevens (Sun C79)

Atmospheric reflection of white light, that is. Mellow and mild, erotic and fecund, wolflike. The harshness of light is destroyed, and we are in the realm of dream and fairy tale.

Archetypally, Cocteau’s Beauty and the Beast (1946) – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IsXkv1mpRUk

..made a ravishing and endlessly satisfying allegory about truth and illusion, sincerity and hypocrisy, with image sequences that swim through mirrors and flames, as the characters hope to discover truth in love. – Marina Warner (2008)

The film moves from the mundane farmyard and barnyard of Avenon and Belle (Jocette Day) to the magic castle of la bete (Jean Maurais). Cocteau inundates the set with decadent touches – ivy is even in Belle’s bedroom so that it is half forest. The castle is cloaked in darkness (literally).

The magic mirror reflects its opposite and truth is discovered through positive (Beauty) and negative (Beast), day and night. The Beast in a sense is the creative aspect which, to Cocteau, was a product of torment.

There are references in the film to classical myths. The Beast’s pavilion of Diana containing his treasure. In myth, Diana changed Actaeon into a stag for daring to disturb her bathing ritual, another version of Beauty and the Beast. Cupid also makes an appearance, from the 2nd century Appulius tale of Psyche and Cupid, The Golden Ass.

Light has to destroyed in order for the mirror to reflect its opposite. You are no longer in the world of white light, because there is a dark side, an almost incestuous closeness of atmospheric fraternity and melancholy. The shadow-land of Gustav Dore.

This sense of enclosure, not continuing expansion, is contained in BWS’s Pandora from 1975. The tightly enclosed box represents the romantic, decadent nature of the artefacts, their tangled connections.. mind, memory, allusion, dream and whimsy (Boewulf, a stack of Cat Stevens albums). The tangled-up conundrums are actually harking back to “practically Heraldic” medievalism, as BWS says in The Studio (Dragon’s Dream).



The rainbow effect represents technique – but the technique illuminates the interesting decadence that afflicts mankind. Light illuminates human culture only because of its enclosed nature (Artemis and Apollo).

This could almost act as a definition of the psychedelic space that erupted in San Francisco in 1965. The Fillmore’s scenic ambience represented the flower-power surge, the rainbow sweat of dancers, incense and pheromones, Alice and, of course, White Rabbit.

“It’s No Secret” from Fly Jefferson Airplane https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cw-6-stIFJc

The picture of atmospheric space, of ballrooms and lightshows, circles of  people holding hands dancing , all swirling together around one thing, the drug scene. If you take that as read, which they seem to, the whole scene erupts from inside the poppy, or LSD. The light shows have a floral profligacy, the dancing a rite of spring ritual.

This is weirdly similar to Richard Strauss’s opera Daphne, who was transformed into a laurel tree. At the finale, you see weirdly flickering light effects as she metamorphoses. Daphne – or Artemis-Daphne – is the moon aspect, so the light effects are mellow, yellow, almost churchlike in their calm iridescence.


You’re no longer in the world of logic and proportion but a fairyland of pure expression where, as Kantner puts it, “wish upon a star” and it will happen. The essential point is this is atmospheric decadence; the Fillmore is a happening place, you’re among friends, there is a rite of spring essence.

Something very particular has happened and, as the Jefferson family note, San Fran was the centre of the universe. What has happened is a metamorphosis of logical space – the gridlines of NYC – into pure expressive space. This is enclosed, atmospheric space, singing with life and liberty.

The hippy revolution is this circular sense of time and space, the creation of a scene where people seem to be your friends and things just happen, for no reason.

This poses a threat to the mainstream – this is something tackled later. For the nonce it’s enough to say that the destruction of logic and proportion is necessary for the shadowland to materialize. The shadowland is profligate, erotic, wild (Slick’s epic Theme to Manhole is worth catching, 1974).

This is something that’s quite difficult to grasp because there are two worlds that are completely different, with no connection atall. In the world of pure expression there is no technique. In the world of technique there is no pure expression.

This is why the 60s has an ontological basis, because it is getting at the root of things, the fact that things “just happen”. The six musicians of Airplane were, as Spencer Dryden puts it, “in search of an arrangement”. They were all very different and individual artists and, on any given instance, might veer into, say, a Cassady bass solo while the others just stood around waiting. Balin, the tunesmith has nothing in common with Kantner the cavalier balladeer, but plays well with Slick’s melodrama.

A scene establishes enclosure, a sense of togetherness that can override differences as we’re in the land of artistic differentiation. The people were part of a scene for that reason alone. The scene destroys logic and therefore any overtly political motivation. Kantner, the most “political” member, couches his advice in the unreal language of hijacked spaceships, cruising the spaceways with daisy-chained children, peering through portals onto a Jupiter starlight.

The scene is essentially fecund; they are in enclosed space, a group of friends with an almost incestuous closeness, almost like they are carrying a laurel tree with Daphne’s essence to the universe. Kantner even makes remarks like, when talking about ditching Signy Anderson for Slick, “The sense of presence in her voice was overwhelming, nothing sexual, although of course that was an undercurrent”.

That is the scene. If you want to live in a cloud of logic and proportion, then you will be in a political, Machiavelian area. But that was not the scene which the druggees indulged in in ’65. Cat Steven’s Sun/C79 has the lyric, “She was a junky then”.

The scene encloses space so that “logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead”. This is an ontological point, that the way we experience things changes when we have a type of Daphne-like enclosure. Without the enclosure, we are in a state of continuing expansion, where everything is logical and proportionate.

The sense of completely unpreconceived happenings was taken to an extreme in ’68, when Jean-Luc Godard got the Airplane to perform from a NYC rooftop. Typically Godard-esque, the apocalyptic sound breaks down on the good citizens of NY with no warning. Godard films it as a director who just happens to be there, catching events as they unfurl.


WHITE RABBIT – PART 3

 Since botanical forms are colored in hues of yellow and green and grey ochres of lichen and bark, there is a palpable sense of bending and shaping color. This appeals to an artistic sensibility and the impulses of painters down the ages to be scenic.

A scene encloses space, and with the bending, weaving forms of plants this is easy to achieve. Man’s forms also seek to enclose, and I read somewhere that the form of Greek temples originally derived from wooden temples, and those from groves.

An enclosure is therefore tied-up with botanical forms which are bending and shaping the energy of the sun for their own use. If light represents technique – a prism (rainbow) – enclosure represents darkness and shadow.

Artemis is not technique, Artemis is simply darkness, absorption, a type of serenity, also wildness. The hippies and particularly hip-chicks identified with this. Grace Slick’s 1974 album Manhole has a dedication to Bruce Lee, who advocated his method of kung-fu fighting (Jeet Kune Do) as “no style” or no technique.



Don’t tie him down

He wants to run

Give him the sun

Slick’s lyric to Manhole is a very good precis of Bruce Lee’s “no style”. Every method ties you down (to routine). So,

A person cannot express himself fully when a partial set structure or style is imposed on him. Fighting “as is” is total (including all “that is” as well as all “that is not”), without boundaries or lines, always alive, and constantly changing. – Artist of Life, p162

Now, Bruce Lee’s book is all about this, so he repeats himself in different ways. On the one hand there is technique, which you learn. On the other, flexible response. The two are totally separate, something that is difficult to grasp.

There is no technique in flexible response; there is no flexible response in technique. The reason is that fighting “as is” is total – reality.

Reality is just a state of being, in time and space. There are two things going on. You learn the technique, and the technique breaks down in the moment of response.

In other words, you destroy the technique in order to act. If you are to have totally flexible expression there is no alternate. You live in the moment always.

So another way of stating Bruce Lee’s philosophy is that you destroy what is built-up. This is again the land where “logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead”, down the rabbit hole with Alice. Where “the Red Queen’s off with her head”, and destruction and disorder rule. Artemis.

This is the land of darkness, dreams and memories. The Underworld. In Orpheus and Eurydice, Orpheus is given a lyre to play and charm his way out of Pluto’s kingdom with Eurydice, but glances back and the spell is broken. This is one of the first tragedies.

Darkness and destruction are one thing, and completely separate from the world of light and understanding. There are two worlds here, and they are totally separate.

Science is building up a world of light that gives answers in that side of the world but the point is the other side of the world is simply destruction of light.

That world is Artemis and it is the land of fertility. The enabler of Dionysus. Frivolity and music, but quick to vengeance.

Barry Windsor-Smith, The Ram and the Peacock, 1975

This is one of BWS’s versions of heroic romance (the other is The Enchantment), and you notice the low shadow that gives it a sort of decadent feel – twilight. You notice the shadow is very sculptural, and the hero’s face is only half-lit. He actually says in an interview that the wizard is a fallen hero, and the barbarian is the intruder in a scene of refinement.

The two symbols of light in the picture, the sundial and the prism, seem to represent time and space. A prism uses the angles of the glass to separate light into component parts in the same way a rainbow does with water droplets.

The foliage in the garden takes the form that Artemis has adopted to occupy this serene scene that the barbarian has apparently invaded. It may even be that the Peacock is the wizard whose spirit has fled his body (so he is the victor).

The scene that we see is a setting in time and place upon which Apollo has cast his bounty. Because light is bent and split, or transformed into multicolored hues of flora, we are no longer in Einstein’s universe. We are in a universe where light provides the bounty but not the form. It’s not a continuum, it’s an enclosure, a refined scene.

The barbarian’s shadow falling over the wizard is just the absence of light, and that defines the form here. Basically, we’re told a continuum is something that’s supposed to have a certain shape (that bends light), but it’s actually the destruction and transformation of light that provides shape. Then you don’t have technique, you have enclosure. The shadow that defines form is actually part of that destruction or transformation. It’s a negative to a positive.

WHITE RABBIT – PART 4

All the leaves are brown

And the sky is gray

I’ve been for a walk

On a winter’s day

Mamas and Papas

The siren call to San Francisco culminated in the Monterey Pop Festival in 1967, a musical exchange of ideas that was free on delivery (though not free on entry like Woodstock). With ringlets in haystack hair and flowery costumes, it was a perfect demonstration of a “happening”, establishing with ease an alternate culture to the straightlaced stockbroker society.

Cultures that are happening are utilizing time and space to re-establish a sense of enclosure. There is always going to be some floral or botanical sense to enclosure, mainly because it’s an alternate to a society based on logic and proportion. Enclosures are often wooden like a wild west corral. Monterey did the best it could to ensure a peasanty, Mark Twain-like gathering, where things are carefree and hillbilly rather than organized along corporate lines.

The essential thing is that there are two completely separate entities, one organized along the lines of logic and proportion. The other is a “happening” that has people coming together in a gathering of frivolity and not much money.

In the modern world, any technique can be used for any purpose, whether it’s music or selling bread. In the absence of technique you have a happening, just defined as absence of technique. A happening corresponds to days of yore, and for our purposes I want to take it back to 14th century medieval Europe.

The painters of the early Renaissance –Giotto, Francesca – exhibited a sound basis in solid geometry and perspective. In Giotto’s St Francis, Miracle of the Spring, the cliffs are nowhere near natural, but they are modelled in relief so that the figures are placed in a depth of field. Francesca would later develop the modelling of geometric forms that create space.

Giotto, St Francis Miracle of the Spring

A model of whatever kind, whether a sphere or a cylinder, depend on light and shade to make them visible. Renaissance art is primarily the art of light and shade, whereas Byzantine is more like flat relief. Space is created in that way, so in order to even have the idea of a depth of field you need to have the sense of light being applied to geometric shapes, and the resulting shadow.

Giotto, the Annunciation

The beam of light alighting on the Virgin Mary is very effective against the dark greenery and vaulted ceiling. So, early Renaissance scenes suppose the presence of geometric forms and the effects on them of light. That is what creates space – light and its absence (shade).

In Renaissance terms, without shade you cannot have space. The absence of light is also a type of atmosphere. Flashing forward to the famous Pennebaker film of Monterey Pop, Otis Redding is filmed against stage-lights which silhouette him, or cause a white-out. This sort of very atmospheric scene always has a mellow or twilight dimness. The scene is an establishment of time and place, same as were the Giotto scenes.

Where you have an establishment in time and place, you can have a “happening” scene; something with the type of atmosphere we’ve been talking about. This atmosphere – any atmosphere worth its salt- is actually a product of the absence of light. So it seems that these scenes are not in Einsteinian space, which is a continuum of light, or lightspace. Where you have a space consisting of geometric forms, you have to also have the absence of light (shade). Then you are in what is usually called Euclidean space.

The modern world has no classical geometry (in terms of architecture), and you could say we therefore live in a continuum, of various types such as cyberspace. Whether this is down to Einsteinian space doesn’t matter; if you want a scene then you are in Euclidean space.

More than that, a “happening” scene is an alternate way of life to one based on logic and proportion. In the case of Monterey, they established a board of “elders” who oversaw the construction. They issued this proclamation:

The Festival hopes to create an atmosphere wherein persons in the popular music field from all parts of the world will congregate, perform, and exchange ideas concerning popular music with each other and with the public at large.


The people by their presence create the scene, and the mood and ambience they create is the scene. The individual person stands out, their particular or idiosyncratic response.

What it symbolises is a retaking of space by the people, harking back to days of yore when happenings were an everyday occurrence (almost medieval). You’d have to say it’s Euclidean or geometric space, since we can see it’s moody and shadowy. Flashback to a leafy grove, dappled with overhanging branches.



The leafy abstraction of unspoiled scenery must be one of the first impulses on painters. A scene, it seems, must be the retaking of unspoiled scenery by the people, since these are the moody, atmospheric places. It seems that the idea of Euclidean space has been eroded by various other types of space – the idea of a world ruled by logic.

Page 1 of BWS’s illustration to REH’s poem is cleanly cut almost like a woodcut – wood, stone, hooves, leather, limbs, rock, hills. The first panel is particularly sparkling, writhing branches framing a dim-lit glade, stage-lit. There is a sense in which the setting of light against shade sets up a tension which is dramatic and which lends itself to storytelling. It’s an endlessly fascinating scene, and not resolvable since it’s the play of light on dark, like the glint of steel in the gloom.

Drama and staging, lighting and atmosphere is what I mean by a Euclidean scene. Something that lends itself to contrast for effect. A scene is simply something like Monterey created by the people. All it needs is a board of elders to outline its aims, something like an Amerindian Nation.