March 1996

Let me put it this way. Over 22 years I have always returned, as if on pilgrimage, to a certain room in the Victoria and Albert Museum in London. It contains a collection of Byzantine ivories. They are among the most beautiful objects wrought by human hands. I will continue to visit them for as long as I am able in this life. Likewise, cities such as Venice, Rome and Benares or Bruges - always seem more beautiful each time I visit them.

All beauty is wedded to decay - and even the most exquisite forms perish - even our own. Thus if we accept Photography as an Art Form (in capitals!) - we should be grateful for the medium in preserving for us, that which is perishable, so that its beauty can be appreciated by generations that come after us, generations as yet unborn.

Have you ever seen a photograph of your grandparents, parents, relations or friends in their youth and commented on their beauty? I have a photograph of my father (who died four years ago at the age of 83) that I often show to friends - who always say that he was a very beautiful man. He was. And they have no right to say so, because technically we are descending into pornography.

I do not have a photograph of my father as a young man, naked with erect phallus - but I wish that such a document existed - because then, I would be able to see, frozen in time and space, a full representation of half of the biological reality from which I was conceived. And, likewise, I would love to see a similar image of my naked mother. And I did. Because, my mother had no shame about her body. Whenever she was going out to a Mayoral Ball or any such civic event - she used to sit in front of her dressing table, stark naked, and put her make-up on. Then, she would put on her stockings, underwear and step into her evening gown. I would help zip her up. The high heel shoes (always torture) and the jewellery came last. And finally, the perfume and the finishing touches to the face.

Therefore, from one logical point of view, all nudity - the totality of the human form in its naked state is to be seen as obscene.

Now, this perception, is I think, pathological in the extreme. From a European/Western civilisation point of view, it means that we should destroy nudity in all its cultural manifestations. Destroy the Sistine Chapel, all Rubens, Goya, Botticelli, Cranach, Modigliani etc. Every scrap of it is pornographic - and will corrupt our morals and especially those of our children - and lead to child abuse.


I recently studied a book on the techniques of oil painting. The author went into great detail on the technical knowledge necessary to reproduce the qualities of human skin - not only for portraiture - but, horror heaped upon horror - for nude studies as well. Why, therefore, do we have life studies in Art Schools? This is surely further evidence of the decadence and corruption inbred by left-wing Educational systems?

Likewise in Literature and Poetry - there are endless examples of the glorification of human flesh.


Self-censorship has indeed, reached epic proportions in my life. Only a fragment of that happens in my creative mental ramblings ever reaches paper – because I am afraid to write it down. This is the Guilt that is Gilded – an alchemical process. For example in the last few days I have had intimations of the therapeutic aspects of the Puer aeternus archetype. Outside of the "Inflation leads to Deflation " paradigm.

It has come to my notice, that the puer has alchemical actions patterns, in that it functions as an elixir vitae, a refreshing mechanism for the psyche.


This is, of course, in psychobabble – The Child Within.


The question is whether the puella does the same for the female of the species.


But I have come to feel that the puer-puella polarity and its ramifications as anima and animus – albeit juvenile forms thereof – must also be consider outside and beyond the territorial limitations of gender.

And certainly not only within heterosexual definitions, as is so often the case.

We would have to explore the puer archetype within the lesbian psyche, and the puella within the male homosexual.

For example, a surface exploration seems to indicate that the statistical frequency of the puer within the male gay – is much higher than than the appearance of the puella.

In fact gay culture has claimed this archetype as its own.

Not only within the Greek context, for example in Platonic settings, but also in Islam, and even Persian manifestations of the same symbol.

To be more precise, gay culture has abandoned the puer archetype in favour of images machismo.

And the fanaticism of the child abuse industry has knocked nails in the coffin of this image, demonising the very territory upon which much of an aesthetic appreciation was created.



Elixir vitae

Here I wish to amplify the idea of the puer/animus figure, as it appears in the Inner Life, as a mechanism for psychic renewal.

The first evidence that will be presented is from astrological documentation.

A case history will be presented.

In this example, the astrologer in question was an eminent member of The Royal College of Astrology, or some such similarly endorsed organisation. The chart is question for done for a homosexual, with ephebophile leanings. The chart was monitored over a period of 25 years, and the original conclusions verified by the clinical data at my disposal.

Firstly, certain astrological combinations had drawn from the astrologer the conclusion that the client had a very powerful Inner Child, a childlike quality, innocence that was in no way tarnished, or diminished, even during the process of ageing.

We are also fortunate to possess, a complete Dream Diary covering the very span of the quarter of a century of observations, mentioned above.

This Dream Diary, which was subsequently digitised and indexed, in rich in references to the puer. A system of cross-references also brought further archetypal associations to light. For example, there was an overwhelming occurrence of the element of Water, whenever the puer appeared in dreams. Usually, the sea, a stream, river or lake was within the environment of the main theme. Or, a bridge across water, a ship, a well, an aqueduct – or other tangential indicators of the liquid theme.

The client had, as well, during the immediate period after the dream, writing comments as to his state of mind during that day, or subsequent days. In all cases, the words used are analogies to: ‘refreshed’ – ‘renewed’ ‘reinvigorated’ ‘have come out of my depression’ etc.