#bohemianism

Art is a barren route, of which glory is the oasis. ↗

— Henri Murger

#medici-the-jew #art

But an artist, he realized. Or rather so-called artist. Bohemian. That's closer to it. The artistic life without the talent. ↗

— Philip K. Dick

#artist #artistic #bohemian #bohemianism #art

I dreamt that I took William Burrough’s penis and tied it up with piano wire. I hung him like a Chagall painting…In the next part J.G. Ballard swam through streets of female urine. The girls read his book Crash and then mowed him down with their Volkswagen, crushing his chest slowly against a brick wall. As he screamed in agony larger than representation can accommodate, they referred to his text and had orgasms. Later, they jumped up and down yelling, ‘You’re not a hero. You’re not a hero. You’re not. You’re not. You’re not.’ “ “How do you analyze that part of the dream, Anna?” …”I guess I’m nervous about my birthday. ↗

— Sarah Schulman

#dreams #j-g-ballard #psychoanalysis #sexism #william-burroughs

How would that premise stand up if he examined it? That was probably why the Communists were always cracking down on Bohemiansism. When you were drunk or when you committed adultery you recognised your own personal fallability of that so mutable substitute for the apostles' creed, the party line. Down with Bohemianism, the sin of Majakowski. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#communism #drink #morals #religion #religion

My environment reflects the life I've led, the places I've visited and the people I've loved. ↗

— Virginia Nicholson

#living #experience