And now they pause on that hill where Dedalus, At the end of his flight, first fluttered to earth: He had risked himself to the sky, away and afloat To the north, through the cold air, unprecedented, Rowing with wings—which he then dedicated To you, Phoebus Apollo, there on the spot Where he landed, and […]
In tears as he speaks, Aeneas loosens out sail And gives the whole fleet its head, so now at last They ride ashore on the waves at Euboean Cumae. There they turn round the ships to face out to sea. Anchors bite deep, craft are held fast, curved Sterns cushion on sand, prows frill the […]
I have foreseen and foresuffered all – Aeneas in Seamus Heaney’s “The Golden Bough” (Virgil’s Aeneid 6, 98-148) from Seeing Things I might have been a wise king setting out Under the Christmas lights – except that It felt like the forewarned journey back Into the heartland of the ordinary. – Philip Larkin in Seamus […]
Intellection is of two kinds: one is innate and the other through listening. The innate is like the earth, and the one through listening is like the seed and water: innate intellection does not proceed by itself unless intellection through listening comes to it to rouse it from its sleep, free it from its fetters, […]
Once There Was A Little Boy and Everything Turned Out Alright, The End This will mean more to some of you than others But doesn’t anybody really know anything except by comparison? Is it the work, the location, or the stereotype that is the institution? She wasn’t Always a Statue
For his 1979 exhibition at The Kitchen in New York, as far as I can tell from installation views from the artist’s website, Troy Brauntuch showed only four works. As you walked in, you encountered the artist’s name besides a work that depicted what looks like the back of someone’s head, wearing some kind of […]
While viewers typically encounter artworks in their entirety from a “safe” distance (as determined by museum or gallery convention), the book format allows for an immediate engagement, and invites the reader to contemplate individual threads of paper, to trace incidental signs and symbols, to decipher remnants of type, or to consider the compositional quality […]
The narcissus, to which Kore, struck by its wonder, was drawn; and with her two hands desired to pluck, in that moment it is said that the earth opened and that up from the depths Hades came in his chariot and setting to his horses took Kore away. – Papyrus Barolinensis 44 quoted in […]
