JOHN CONSTABLE
Born in a small village in Suffolk, on the east coast of England where marshy land and rivers cut through a gently ebbing, pastoral countryside, the painter John Constable never strayed far from his home. So affectionate was he to his native landscape, that even today the area around his village is known as ‘Constable Country’. Yet his ties to his home were, at least to his contemporaries understandings, detrimental to his career as they led him to reject opportunities that would move him elsewhere. History has proved Constable right for his decisions to stay close; the works he painted of verdant fields, glistening rivers, and aching trees revolutionised landscape painting with a return to composition from nature, rather than the imagination. Constable painted this view of Stoke-By-Nayland, the neighbouring village to the one he was born in, many times throughout his life. Almost always from the same angle, with the same trees in the foreground and the same church behind, a church he had painted the altarpiece for as a young man, that they serve as a biographical record of his life. It was a dedication and love for his homeland that led him to such repetition - “I should paint my own places best”, he said, “painting is but another word for feeling”.
GEORGIA O’KEEFFE
On her first visit to New Mexico in 1929, Georgia O’Keeffe would take long walks in the nighttime desert, and encounter mysterious crosses dotted throughout the landscape. Simple, folk objects; they became to her these strange spectres of religion in a land of arid nature, that they took on the form of a ‘thin dark veil of the Catholic Church’. These crosses were most likely placed by a Catholic lay brotherhood known as the Penitentes, marking the routes to their informal church like structures called moradas. Yet for O’Keeffe, they became something else entirely. “Painting the crosses”, she said, “was a way of painting the country”, and this is evident in their composition. Reducing these already simple objects to their most formal elements of shape and color, and magnifying them from there, she sets the cross against the surreal New Mexico background, its crossarm almost enforcing the horizon behind it. O’Keeffe would settle in New Mexico some 16 years after this first visit, and become amongst its most celebrated and famous daughters, but it was these early cross paintings that established her relationship with the state and her as a leading American modernist.
DIEGO VELÁZQUEZ
The flesh of Christ is so alive, so exquisitely rendered in oil such that we can almost see the pores of his skin, as to cause devotion and reverence at the sheer sight of it. This was the intended effect. Velazquez was painting at the time of the Catholic Reformation where an enormous emphasis was placed on Transubstantiation and thus the body of Christ was seen as a symbol of rebellious Catholicism in the face of the rising Protestantism. Hired as a court painter of the Spanish King Phillip IV, who tolerated a slow pace of work because he saw that he was a once-in-a-generation genius, Velazquez moved more towards religious imagery and away from the historical work and portraiture that had made his name. The paintings made under this patronage are amongst his most famous and significant, using his immense technical skill and a deep understanding of the transformational power of art to create stirring works of holy ordinance that elevate history and allegory into something tangible.
Paul Zweig
A poet, critic and memoirist, Zweig was admired by his friends and the literary circles around him, but remains in wider obscurity to this day. Zweig was an obsessive study of culture, peoples and moods. Cross pollination is clear in Zweig’s work, his techniques as a memoirist clear across his poetry. A careful and astute eye, self-possessed and self-aware, he wrote as if with a magnifying glass, looking at the offhand nature of the world and reading the truth from it. While he looked outwards, he found himself everywhere. He journeyed deeper into the self with each evocative work.
Jack Spicer
Spicer saw the poet as a radio, intercepting transmissions from outer space. Language was furniture, through which information navigated. He was a radical, both in his literary style and in his life, defying every convention at every turn. Refusing to allow his work to be copyrighted, Spicer ran a workshop called ‘Poetry as Magic’, and for him the statement was true. Poetry was a means to experience and translate the unexplainable, and had to be freely available for those who searched for truth. Spicer died penniless and with only small acclaim, like so many poets before and after him, but the ideas he laid out in his work have gone on to influence thousands of poets after him.
Amiri Baraka
Amiri Baraka was many things, and many things to many people. The most significant black poet of his generation, Baraka also is considered the founder of the Black Arts Movement and the Second Harlem Renaissance. Baraka wanted poetry, literature and art to be a legitimate product of experience. In doing so, he could hold a mirror up to a world in desperate need of self reflection. He was as fearless in his writing as he was in his activism, and he had a clear vision. The BAM became an aesthetic and spiritual sister of Black Power and Baraka’s voice was the most poignant, cutting and profound.
Flora Knight January 8, 2026
Fibonacci sequences may not hold a prominent place in traditional magic or witchcraft, but to study them reveals the underlying principles that are deeply intertwined not just with sacred geometry and the natural spirals of the universe, but with the mystical world in it’s totality…
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In this clip, Rick speaks with Mike White about defied expectations during the casting process.
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Thursday 8th January
The Moon begins the day in Leo, carrying a quiet courage and heart-warmth, before moving into Virgo in the afternoon, where attention turns toward care, discernment, and the healing gesture of service. In its sidereal rhythm the Moon is descending, drawing forces inward, and it continues to wane after the fullness reached only a few days ago. This is a time for consolidation rather than expansion — for allowing impressions to settle into the body and the soil. As dusk falls, Jupiter and Saturn shine like bright jewels in the evening sky, reminding us of wisdom gained over time and the patience required for what wishes to endure. Today invites gentle tending: of the land, of our work, and of the quiet order that supports life beneath the surface.
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