The Artist submits from day to day to the fatal rhythm of the impulses of the universal world which encloses him, continual centre of sensations, always pliant, hypnotized by the marvels of nature which he loves, he scrutinizes. His eyes, like his soul, are in perpetual communion with the most fortuitous of phenomena.
Odilon Redon
Apparition
“You can shed tears that she is gone, or you can smile because she has lived.You can close your eyes and pray that she’ll come back,or you can open your eyes and see all she’s left.Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her,or you can be full of the love you shared.You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday, or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.You can remember her only that she is gone,or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back.Or you can do what she’d want:smile, open your eyes, love and go on.”
David Harkins (British Poet and Painter b.1958)
Painting Odilon Redon
LA CHIMARE ~ ODILON REDON
“All the things one has forgotten scream for help in dreams.”
Elias Canetti
Elias Canetti ( Bulgarian: Елиас Канети; 25 July 1905–14 August 1994) was a Bulgarian-born novelist and non-fiction writer of Sephardi-Jewish ancestry who wrote in German. He won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1981.
DEEPLY IN LOVE
Endlessly repeating Words of Love
Whispering Voices throughout the Night
My Body and Soul do not belong anymore
They are possessed by you now my Love
I have lost Control over my Emotions
No sense of Reality anymore
While its still Dark outside
We are here together as One
Dreaming away in your arms
not thinking about our other Lives
I am lost in a Place where Time does not exist,
Absorbed and become one in this Passionate Love
Your Arms are holding me tighter and tighter,
and you are not willing to let me go just yet
Dawn is coming, morning is there
it brings nothing but despair
Sadly we have to let go
leave this romantic Dream
as if it was… JUST A DREAM…
Monique Lucy Weberink
2010
Painting is Orphelia by Odilon Redon
