I’ve been interested in William Blake for a long time (ever since that nun referred to him as a “dangerous thinker”), but only recently have I really delved into what makes Blake such a powerhouse of revolutionary art. He was a prophet of the Weird, and beholden to no one; he wrote, illustrated and printed all his own work by hand. What a neat guy. He died in relative obscurity, but thanks to the curiosity of William Butler Yeats, he achieved fame posthumously, and is now recognized as one of the most influential Brits to walk upon Albion’s rocky shores.
From the description I wrote for Amazon: “This volume of premium cosmic horror contains a high-quality facsimile edition of William Blake’s original handwritten masterpiece, an introduction by Aladdin Collar, a plain-text companion of the poems, and a diagrammatic interpretation of Blake’s unique pantheon of gods.” (X)