the hunting of the snark

People stop me on the street quite often and ask me: hey, Mahendra, your GN version of Lewis Carroll’s Snark that Melville House has just p...

If you’re in the USA, you’ll be reading this in a postprandial, Thanksgiving Day stupor. My favorite sort of reader, in fact, eyes glazed an...

In an earlier exegesis of this stanzel (see the THOTS link below) I waxed eloquent on the colonial and post-colonial nuances of the Baker’s ...

It’s been a busy week here at Chez Snark but not so busy that we can’t take a quick peek at the on-going struggles of the Baker, struggles w...

Despite those pesky so-called appearances everyone's so hung up about, The Hunting of the Snark is a classic of the psychedelic canon,...

The world of steampunk and the world of my Protosurrealist version of Carroll's Snark are not that far apart and so, when the French S...

As you can see above, the Baker is not digging this particular part of our GN/BD (sounds kinky, eh?) version of Lewis Carroll’s Hunting of t...

Yet another vaguely familiar stanzel of this on-going comixed version of Lewis Carroll’s Hunting of the Snark. In this case, the experience...

The faux-Ibsenian dollhouse of the last stanzel is now revealed to be part of the furnishings of the young Baker’s nursery, a nursery in whi...

I’ve tossed aside the inky soapbox which I was perched atop for the last week and shall now return to more purely Snarkish things, in partic...

Another piece of SF proposal art, this one is my conception of the Great Orrery, a communications device ca. 100,000 AD. The Vacillators sca...

I seem to be getting a lot of hits these days from other artists and I get the feeling that many of them are students or relatively new to t...

A pretty drawing perhaps, but we need Facts! Enough of this inky procrastination, it’s time to get to the bottom of all this burning, sprout...

Naming a child after its uncle is a bit of linguistic economy often practised by the same sort of people who give their children Roman numer...

Children who play with ships and all those other whats-its who go down to the sea in ships always come to a sticky end. It matters not if a ...

It’s all the rage to blame one’s parents for one’s own little problems; many literary critics think this to be a modern phenomenon but it’s ...