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"He met with one Cantle, or Cantlow, a Person noted
in those Days for a Wizard; and he tells him how the Vicar had serv'd him, and
begs his help to be even with him. The reply Cantel made him was this;
Does he not Love Ringing? He shall have enough of it: And from that time, a Bell
began to toll in his House, and continued so to do till Cantel's Death."
- Beaumont, Treatise of Spirits (1705), p.185 The cunning man, village wizard, or cantel is an intriguing character. In early
modern England Keith Thomas quotes Reginald Scot as saying that 'every parish
had its miracle-worker, and that some had seventeen or eighteen' and further
notes that 'at the turn of the sixteenth century well-informed contemporaries
[…] thought the wizards roughly comparable in numbers to the parochial
clergy.' (Religion
and the Decline of Magic (1971), p.245) Although their numbers declined
over the centuries which followed, the cunning man was still a vital part of
village life into the early 19th century and remained a colourful part of local
folklore even when a widespread belief in magic had waned, as is shown in the
articles recently reprinted by Caduceus
Books under the title Marsh Wizards, Witches & Cunning Men of Essex. In her thought-provoking book Cunning
Folk and Familiar Spirits, Emma Wilby has examined what she believes
to be evidence of visionary or 'shamanic' experience in the confessions of witches
and cunning men who were part of the illiterate masses of early modern England.
As such the practices of these cunning people represent a strange mix of inherited
'folk' wisdom and more elite concepts - the belief in fairies and tutelary spirits
meets a shaky grasp of Christian theology, imitation of church ritual, astronomical
and medical concepts. With the influence of Protestantism and the increasing
availability of the printed word in broadsides and chapbooks it seems that a
more literate breed of village wizard replaced this generation of cunning folk.
Political and theological circumstance also stimulated the printing of magical
works in the mid-17th century, with the works of the English astrologers such
as William Lilly,
Robert Turner's translations
of magical
literature and
a whole host of popular books on chiromancy, physiognomy and dream divination
entering circulation. Most notorious are the magical portions of Scot's Discovery
of Witchcraft, which seem to have become core texts in the cunning
'tradition' (as previously mentioned on this
blog). Owen
Davies' thesis on the The
Decline in the Popular Belief in Witchcaft and Magic catalogues the
libraries of several cunning persons (this information doesn't seem to be reproduced
in the published version Witchcraft
Magic and Culture: 1736-1951 (1999)). Manuscript copies of material
from Scot and the English translations of Agrippa are common along with the
more rare material like Heydon's
Theomagia or Porta's Natural
Magick. Regardless of their level of literacy the stock and trade of the cunning man
remained the same throughout the ages: finding lost items, casting horoscopes
and geomantic charts, divination by shears (coscinomancy), healing people and
livestock, writing charms and so on. Tales of the village wizard James 'Cunning' Murrell (1780-1860) persisted for
almost a century after his death according to the article reprinted in Marsh
Wizards, Witches & Cunning Men of Essex. The first of these items concerns
a meeting with Murrell's son which appeared in The Strand magazine, 1900. It
was written by Arthur Morrison,
who also wrote a fictionalised account of Murrell's life entitled Cunning
Murrell: A Tale of Witchcraft and Smuggling along with a number of adventure
and mystery stories - most famously Tales
of Mean Streets. This is a charming and amusingly written account of
country life at the start of the 20th century and the legacy of a cunning man.
It seems that Murrell was a 'self-made cunning man' - possibly becoming acquainted
with texts like Francis Barrett's The
Magus while working for a chemist in London. Returning to rural Hadleigh
he set up as a cobbler and cunning man - one of the last of that generation
of cunning men whose knowledge had been augmented, if not completely derived
from the printed word. Forty years later, discovering the wizard's chest, filled
with the books and tools of his trade, Morrison finds a heavily annotated edition
of Culpeper's Herbal,
books of astrology and ephemeredes and three manuscript books in Murrell's hand.
One concerning conjurations, probably derived from The Magus and the
other two consisting of astrological and geomantic forecasts respectively. The
first of these items is interesting in that it shows Cunning Murrell continued the tradition of the wizard's book, or Liber
Spirituum. One of the most famous engravings from The Magus
shows the magic book with angelic seals and conjurations written in it, and
it appears that Murrell imitated this in the production of his own book, a page
of which Morrison reproduces in his article. As with his precursors in the art of village sorcery, Murrell possessed not
only cunning in the sense of a seeming belief in his own supernatural powers,
but also a more down to earth variety. He had spies and informers and undoubtedly
a pair of sharp ears himself, with which he would gather gossip that he could
use to his own ends, astonishing his clients by revealing personal information,
in much the same way as the 17th century cunning woman Alice West would eavesdrop
on her customers, later recounting the information as though it has been delivered
to her by the Queen of the Fairies (Wilby, p.211). This doesn't necessarily
indicate that the cunning people were frauds, but as Wilby points out, anthropological
research into shamanism shows that such seemingly contradictory elements - a
belief in one's own supernatural power, combined with more obvious methods of
manipulation and coercion - are all part of the wizard's toolkit. Morrison's account of Murrell also sheds some interesting light on the tradition
of the witch-bottle. Merrifield's Archaeology
of Ritual and Magic discusses the findings of several of these often
found buried in riverbeds or beneath houses and believed to be anti-witchcraft
charms. Such bottles were often filled with bent pins, nails and human hair,
nail pairings and urine of a bewitched party. Murrell apparently used his bottles
on the fire, causing, as his hapless son found out, an explosion, which Merrifield
associates with indicating the death of the witch who cursed the afflicted party
(Merrifield, pp.171-2). Merrifield also gives an instance of a witch who came
to the house screaming having been afflicted by the cunning man's use of a witch-bottle
and a very similar anecdote occurs in relation to Murrell in one of the essays
by Eric Maple that comprise the second half of Marsh Wizards, Witches &
Cunning Men of Essex. As Merrifield notes, Murrell's particular innovation
in the use of the heating method was to have his witch-bottles cast in iron,
reducing the danger of flying glass shards and ensuring the bottles could be
used again and again (ibid, pp.178-9). Interestingly Merrifield also mentions
an article in The Times, 15 Dec, 1960 entitled Death of a Wizard which
apparently mentions that rumour had it Murrell's death was itself caused by
a witch-bottle (ibid.). The essays by Eric Maple have, unlike Morrison's article, previously been easily
available to people with access to either JSTOR or membership of the Folklore
Society, whose journal originally published the works. Maple presents a
lot of interesting oral traditions collected from the elderly residents from
'the ague-ridden Essex Hundreds.' As well as providing additional information
about Murrell, Maple also briefly discusses the intriguing George
Pickingill of Canewdon (1816 -1909) who lived until the age of 93, was allegedly
served by imps in the form or white mice (the keeping of which by witches seems
to have been a widespread in the folk tradition in Essex), was not above the
use of 'black magic' and possessed the power to 'whistle up witches'. Interesting fragments of oral lore abound in Maple's investigations. These
range from the surreal tales of bewitched concertinas and washtub boats to legends
with a universal persistence that I remember from my childhood in 1980s Yorkshire.
Among these fragments of childhood lore I recall that to dance around the oldest
grave in a churchyard would have result in abduction by the devil, while walking
around the church at night was a sure way of meeting witches. I hope that children
share the same traditions with each other even today. Limited to 100 copies (now sold out), Caduceus Books' edition of these articles
makes for a handsome volume bound in black cloth and stamped with designs from
Murrell's book of conjuration/The Magus in 22-carat gold. Nicely bound
and produced, it was a joy to read and, although it has since sold out, is worth
tracking down for Morrisson's colourful narrative alone, which is augmented
by some beautifully evocative engravings from the period.
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Robert Lenkiewicz (1941-2002)
was undoubtedly one of the great figurative painters of the latter half of the
20th century and a man who seems to have lived his life to the Muses.
He became notorious for opening his studio to vagrants, many of whom sat as models.
Among them was Edward
"Diogenes" MacKenzie, Lenkiewicz' close friend who he later embalmed
and kept in a drawer after his death. Along with his art, relationships with with those on the fringes of society
and fathering at least eleven children by different wives and mistresses,
Lenkiewicz' is also well known for his library;
occupying a large portion of his labyrinthine studio space it overflowed with
works on occultism, philosophy, art and eroticism. Having been intrigued by his character since reading about him shortly after
his death,
I was interested to see a few books from his collection surface at Weiser
Antiquarian last year, among them various hand-bound
texts that he'd photocopied from journals or transcribed himself. Being
on the lookout for ways to bind future Larkfall
Press books I decided that I'd have to take a look at exactly how he made
these. Here's a couple of images of the book that arrived today:
Basically the covers are two sheets of light plywood board, bound by a linen
strip upon which the title has been pasted on. The pages of the book themselves
are made from five sheets of folded A3 onto which the article has been photocopied.
The quire has been stitched to another linen strip, which has been in turn been
pasted to the inside cover. I'll certainly be experimenting with this method
for binding some of my own photocopies that I've amassed over the last decade
and maybe try and make something suitable for a future Larkfall Press book -
I personally find the rough and ready nature of this book very aesthetically
appealing. As an aside, one of the most intriguing of the books that came from Lenkiewicz'
library was a hitherto unpublished Renaissance magical manuscript, notable for
a prescription involving the use of a toad-bone charm (for some related information
to toad-charms see the essay here).
The manuscript itself was once owned by an astrologer called Raphael
and is attributed to Roger Bacon and Thomas Drowre. It seems that this was the
the latter half of a manuscript, the first half of which is preserved by the
Folger library. It made a televised appearance on Richard
and Judy (of all places!) and was auctioned by Sotheby's for more than £40,000,
finally becoming reunited with its other half in the Folger
collection. What a happy ending!
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This morning I picked up copies of the first publication from the newly revived
Larkfall Press. Psychogeographia Ruralis outlines some of the thinking
behind my approach to music and landscape as it has coalesced over the last
seven years. Warning: The material heavily "mystical". It's a chapbook, limited to 50 copies in the first edition. Size
is a little smaller than A5. 28 pages, c.6,000 words, with colour "psychegeograph"
enclosed. More details will be posted on the Larkfall
site early next week.
Future publications will hopefully include a further two booklets about psychogeographic concerns, a book of drawings by Phil Todd, essays by English Heretic and more!
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I'm pleased to announce that the first English translation of (pseudo-)John Dee's Libellus
Veneris Nigro Sacer, alias Tuba Veneris, will be published this
winter by Waning Moon Publications.
Translated from the Warburg manuscript by Terri Burns and Nancy Turner, it is
illustrated by Jeffrey S. Kupperman and Darlene
Bridges. This edition includes a lengthy essay by Terri as well as supplementary
material on the Hieroglyphic Monad by Vincent
Bridges, and an article by myself that speculates on the sources of the text.
The work will be limited to 256 copies, hand-bound in quarter green goat leather
and copper covered paper. More information is available here.
This enigmatic work has meant a lot to me since I was introduced to it in 1998.
It has been a recurrent undercurrent in the work of XETB. I played my first
gig with the frontispiece of the work as a background projection. The interest
was shared with English Heretic
and became explicit in our collaboration: O Whistle and I'll Come To You.
Furthermore, the book is a significant influence on the central chapter of ABITAL:
A Book of Dew, which will hopefully see the light of day in 2008 or 2009.
As far as I know there are two other English translations in the process of
being produced. First is a translation for Trident,
by Michael A. Putman. Second is Robert Turner's edition, translated - if I remember
correctly - by Christopher Upton. This version has been in production since
at least 1998 and will - I am certain - have a lot of illuminating material
gathered by Turner and his associates. I'm sure each edition will complement
the others. In other news, I carried out a phone interview with Rory Hinchey for his radio
show Collective Voice, which will
have a feature about XETB on the 4th of October. I was quite tired after a night
up with the twins, so rather umm-ed and err-ed my way through - we'll have to
see how it turns out!
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