I just purchased a copy of “The Horse’s Mouth” for my collection. It is not in print. these days, Tant pis!
You can generally find a paperback version at a purveyor of pre-owned books or a more expensive hardback. I now have both.
In the Horse’s Mouth, Joyce Cary strove to convey how art and life intermingle. It is the last book of a trilogy set in London and it tracks the outrageous adventures of painter Gulley Jimson
It starts off this way
I was walking by the Thames. Half-past morning on an autumn day. Like an orange in a fried fish shop. All bright below. Low tide, dusty water and a crooked bar of straw, chicken boxes, dirt and oil from mud to mud. Like a viper swimming in skim milk. The old serpent, symbol of nature and love
Five windows light the caverned man, through one he breathes the air
Through one hears music of the spheres, Through one can look
And see small portions of the eternal world
Welcome to the world of Gulley Jimson!