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Anna Kavan’s Beautiful Head
blogPost, 06/07/2011Anna Kavan’s Beautiful Head
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Genius is of small use to a woman who does not know how to do her hair
blogPost, 02/01/2012dédicace 2011 - Ice
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Tell me a story…
blogPost, 11/02/2012Anna, the Morisons’ installation at the Hepworth Wakefield, evokes presence in a different way. Based on the life and work of cult novelist Anna Kavan, it grasps for archetypes and universals through coded messages.
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AK, Ice
blogPost, 01/09/2012Ice
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A Writer's Ruminations
blogPost,quote Asylum
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Anna Kavan, Julia and the Bazooka
blogPost, 4/10/2010The thing about trying to record quotes from Anna Kavan is that everything she writes reads this way — splendid, icy, nightmarish — and so that these are merely a random selection from a vast pool.
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A Writer's Ruminations
blogPost, 24/02/2012Walker Evans - Anna Kavan, 1941
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The Anna Kavan Society
blogPost, 27/10/2011One of the worst things about hell is that nobody is ever allowed to sleep there, although it’s always night, or at the earliest, about six o’clock in the evening. There are beds, of course, but they’re used for other purposes.” —My Soul in China
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Sleep Has His House
blogPost, 01/05/2012“How dark it is. The moon must have stolen away secretly. The stars have thrown their spears down and departed.”
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Anna Kavan: Letter to her publisher
blogPost, 10/04/2011Anna Kavan: Letter to her publisher
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Anna Kavan
blogPost,The houses of ice and sleep, bright gree, fields, hoofist and dancing brain-fever birds
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Kavan
blogPost, 06/09/11Kavan's Work
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Anna Kavan, Eagle's Nest
blogPost,1957: “ Everything appeared slightly distorted to me just then. I saw the station as the garishly lit shrine of some cult, dedicated to huge iron monsters, bellowing peremptorily at the timid...
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Julia and her bazooka
blogPost, 01/03/2011bookcover
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endvisions
blogPost, 14/01/2012re: the apocalypse
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“My somewhat tortured love affair with modernism...
blogPost, 14/11/2012“ “My somewhat tortured love affair with modernism began when I was working in a bookshop in London, reading these amazing women writers of that period who I had never heard of previously, obscure...