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Anyone can hear but few listen, anyone can look but few really see & hardly anyone reads. It’s an edge. Here’s a couple of things that have kept me sharp in recent times.

I’ve been a longterm enthusiastic fan of the American artist ROBERT WILLIAMS, since his days in the 60s San Franciscan underground comix scene along with fellow blown minds like Robert Crumb, S Clay Wilson, Spain Rodriguez & Gilbert Shelton. From those early groundbreaking mutant minboggling line drawings, Williams has switched to painting, creating a lowbrow outsider style of post psychedelic art that fractures reality with an iconaclistic visual cosmology that confuses the eye & confounds the mind via an exuberant explosion of masterful colour & image.

The volumes ZOMBIE MYSTERY PAINTINGS, FROM A TORTURED LIBIDO & VISUAL ADDICTION, the titles give you an idea of what awaits, have chronicled his evolution as an artist with a remarkable imagination & wit & as one of the great draughtsmen in contemporary visual art. But aside from founding & publishing the essential JUXTAPOZ Art & Culture Magazine ( I’ve raved about it before, orderable from any newsagent ) & a collection of his early comix & sketchbooks, MALICIOUS RESPLENDENCE & the occasional group gallery guest spot, it’s been pretty quiet for over a decade, with no new ROBERT WILLIAMS collections published.The new volume, THROUGH PREHENSILE EYES breaks that drought with a resounding thud!

Literally. The large format hardcover houses 250 heavy paper stock pages that weigh in at a hefty 4 pounds. It’s a powerful statement, containing over 50 exuberant new works, all beautifully reproduced & with Robert’s own entertaining esoteric explanatory notes for each of them. One could say he’s mellowed, there’s fewer naked women, hot rods & foodstuffs but he’s embraced quantum physics & visual paradox, refined his use of colour such that his visual thought balloons are given even freer rein to manifest & mutate in hitherto unexplored places. The creative energy on display here can barely be constrained by the page & the bookcover. He’s wilder in a subtle way. Less retro, more boho.

My nomination for novel of the year is the astounding autobiographical EPILEPTIC by DAVID.B. It’s hard to describe the pleasure that it is to read, in spite of the fact that it chronicles the effects on the narrator & his family of his brother’s extreme epilepsy, but what comes through is an incredibly human emotional journey that the reader becomes emeshed in as the family samples macrobiotics, spiritual healing, extreme psychology & other new age groups in their quest for a cure or at least some respite for their ailing member & the narrator’s remarkable honesty & candor when telling of his struggle with his own conflicting emotions. Originally published in France in 6 volumes this is the first time that they’ve been translated & printed in one 360 page edition.

Oh & did I mention that it’s a graphic novel? No, not a comic between hardcovers, but a genuine hybrid, each of the dense intricate black & white panels resemble expressionist European lithographs, symbiotically echoing, amplifying & exposing the text as well as telling a story of their own. No cartoons here! Many people may think that it’s a bit easy, that the pictures make the story easier to absorb, particularly for lazy minds, but here they enrich & often confront the reader’s experience, it’s no easy ride, you have to stretch. The book design, paper stock, printing quality & proportions are all perfectly balanced & crafted, it’s a pleasure to hold. Don’t just take my word for it, it’s also number one book for the year on metacritic.com!

Since his dynamic debut in 1988 novelist GEORGE PELECANOS has bought a unique voice to modern crime & urban fiction writing, blending strong characters, hardbitten dialogue & gritty storyline, all set on the mean streets of his hometown of Washington, the city with the highest murder rate & largest black population in modern America. His last 3 highly acclaimed & recommended novels Hell To Pay, Right as Rain & Soul Circus follow the trial by fire of black street cop Derek Strange in the crime cauldron of the American capital & the diffifculty of reconciling his own actions & emotions with the stress of the job. HARD REVOLUTION, his latest in paperback actually precedes those books & finds Strange as a rookie cop caught up in the social unrest, racial tensions & riots that followed the assassination of Martin Luther King in 1968. But it’s also about family, neighbourhood, friendship & struggle, universal themes that make his books more than whodunnits. A great entry point for those who have not sampled Pelecanos before & for those familiar with his work, his best.

Also about those most human of experiences & emotions but set in Brooklyn during the 70s & 80s & only cursorally connected with crime is JONATHON LETHEM’s “FORTRESS OF SOLITUDE “. It’s an epic tale of 2 friends, one black, one white, imbued in music, graffitti & comics & what would happen if they gained superpowers & fucked it up. It’s also about social change, art, love, pain & the whole damn thing. Lethem’s skills at evoking atmosphere, time & place & transporting the reader there are all on ready display here, the final chapters in particular are incredibly moving, with the realization that you really can’t go home again, that you & home have both changed so much that you are strangers to each other. A beautiful sadness.

Somewhat of a literary tour de force CLOUD ATLAS by DAVID MITCHELL transcends history, time, geography, space & style by tangentally linking 6 different stories with audacious confidence & language. It’s a dazzling display, although not perfect, the future/sci fi section is very tedious, but Mitchell’s big perspective & attention to small detail combine to have you excitedly devouring each new reality. It’s a series of puzzles with no solution, a kaleidescope with no perspective, a riddle with no rhyme.

And isn’t that what it’s all about?

 

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