Lunch with Minotaur - repeated here
plate #8
plate #8
In the past, not having the emotional equipment
to deflect it / it ran through me.
The painted faces accuse and mock but no longer damage. In this particular illusion, the labyrinth turned ware house is set for a late night critique. Painted faces all around and torches everywhere. A nudging voice asks if I brought a sack lunch.
I got that it would be a very long trial.
There is no satisfaction. Only a glorious dissatisfaction. There is no final touch that makes a work perfect. It will always remain perfectly and clearly unfinished. It is that absolute motivation that keeps one moving on.
"...painted faces accuse and mock but no longer damage"
ReplyDeletePowerful line!
it will never be finished... and so we cannot get it WRONG ...since it will never be done!!!
ReplyDeleteVery thought-provoking. Happy TT
ReplyDeleteCaterina,
ReplyDeleteNEVER thought of that! :)
So glad I found your blog. I'm enjoying your visual art, your poetry and your overall perspective on things. Thank you for putting your work out there. I'm inspired.
ReplyDelete"There is no final touch...It will always remain..." Love those lines and so true in visual art.
ReplyDeletewaht you say about the never finished and perfect work is very so understandeble for me!
ReplyDeletelove
yvette
can't decide if i like ur visual,or your words, more.
ReplyDeleteThis is a good problem to have, as "they" say...
:)