Wednesday, February 22, 2006
I am in love with his paintings and the story of his sensate ways. I can barely take it. I am subsumed by the Romanticism and sublimity of another era. I believe in the magic and primitive mating rituals in the fire escape of the head. A quote from CB:
"The agonizing mystery of Infinity. It is impossible ever for man to comprehend it, but it is always there in the background of my life. Infinity in time and space; it is impossible to our puny minds, yet it has to be. I know that it should not concern me, that of more importance to me are the beauties of the world I know - the joy of sunlight on the glossy needles of hemlocks in early spring, or the flaming glory of a meadow of dandelions in bloom, the song of a songsparrow on a pussy willow branch hanging over a stream - yet there it is, eternally nagging at my consciousness."