El Hotel Satina (2006) by Oscar Sanmartin.
• Andrew Kötting’s By Our Selves is “a melancholy, maverick film” says David Jays. With Toby Jones following in the footsteps of poet John Clare, Iain Sinclair in a goat mask, and Alan Moore warning about the “vision sump” of Northampton.
• “Shunga means ‘spring pictures’. They depict sometimes spectacular sexual contortions and come imbued with the power of taboo. For years they have largely been out of sight—until now.” Related: shunga prints at Ukiyoe Gallery.
• “Who else could link Smokey Robinson and JG Ballard, Iggy Pop and Josephine Baker, James Bond and Stephen Sondheim, Gary Numan and Johnny Cash, Tricky and Tom Moulton…” Grace Jones is the best, says Joe Muggs.
Ballardian space – what he called “inner space” to differentiate it from the science fiction that concerned itself with distant planets and space rockets – is in fact a fusion of inner and outer space. There is no “out there” totally separate from his characters; just as there is no exclusively private, isolated inner life. His most psychologically fulfilled characters look to transcend their physical surroundings, however hostile, by embracing them.
Chris Hall on High-Rise by JG Ballard
• “In March 1984, Jorge Luis Borges began a series of radio ‘dialogues’ with the Argentinian poet and essayist Osvaldo Ferrari, which have now been translated into English for the first time.”
• “I came up with a couple of tunes, literally in my bedroom. People think of bedroom recordings as a modern, laptop invention. It wasn’t.” Daniel Miller on the accidental success of Mute Records.
• “It was in Prague that I first awoke.” Strange Flowers on Gustav Meyrink’s life in Prague.
• At 50 Watts: Stencilled ornament and illustration by William Addison Dwiggins.
• Mix of the week: The Ivy-Strangled Path Vol. X by David Colohan.
• Wyrd Daze, Lvl2 Issue 4, is free and brimming with the weird.
• Mythology, a new series of drawings by Howard Hardiman.
• Spike Jones is the best, says MetaFilter.
• Peacocks at National Geographic.