Pastel on wooden board
Friday, February 26, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Francesco Clemente...The light is behind the paint
"To me the poets are closer than I am to the idea of voice, to a sort of primeval song that we all participate in. Maybe they express more directly a sense of sympathy for other human beings. Painting is a little bit more of a retreat from human beings in real life; painting is more about the extreme moments when speech doesn't help anymore." FC
Photo Jeannette Montgomery Barron
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
The Songs of Bilitis... Willy Pogany & Pierre Louÿs...
I sing my flesh and my life...
Stay softly couched, oh, my body, according to your voluptuous mission! Taste daily joys and passions whose tomorrow never comes. Leave no pleasure unexplored, lest you regret the evening of your death....
Stay softly couched, oh, my body, according to your voluptuous mission! Taste daily joys and passions whose tomorrow never comes. Leave no pleasure unexplored, lest you regret the evening of your death....
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