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SALVADOR DALI ~ ON SURREALISM

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“Instead of stubbornly attempting to use surrealism for purposes of subversion, it is necessary to try to make of surrealism something as solid, complete and classic as the works of museums.”
― Salvador Dalí

Salvador Dalí et son Buste, 1974

HENRI MATISSE ~MUSIC

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Henri Matisse – Music, 1907

ALFRED TENNYSON ~ MEMORIES

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“Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depths of some devine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.”
― Alfred Tennyson

Memories
John White Alexander – circa 1903

HOPE AND MEMORY

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“Hope and Memory have one daughter and her name is Art, and she has built her dwelling far from the desperate field where men hang out their garments upon forked boughs to be banners of battle. O beloved daughter of Hope and Memory, be with me for a while.”

― W.B. Yeats

Hope and memory
Kenyon Cox – 1900

FRANZ KAFKA ~ METAMORPHOSIS

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“I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.”
― Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis

Portrait Franz Kafka by Andy Warhol.

BEING ALONE, FEELING ALONE…

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“We live as we dream–alone….”
― Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness and the Congo Diary

Alone

Emilio Longoni – 1900

TOLKIEN ~ REMEMBERING PAST SEASONS

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I sit beside the fire and think
Of all that I have seen
Of meadow flowers and butterflies
In summers that have been

Of yellow leaves and gossamer
In autumns that there were
With morning mist and silver sun
And wind upon my hair

I sit beside the fire and think
Of how the world will be
When winter comes without a spring
That I shall ever see

For still there are so many things
That I have never seen
In every wood in every spring
There is a different green

I sit beside the fire and think
Of people long ago
And people that will see a world
That I shall never know

But all the while I sit and think
Of times there were before
I listen for returning feet
And voices at the door”
― J.R.R. Tolkien

Vasilevskoë – Autumn

Wassily Kandinsky – 1903

E.E. CUMMINGS ~ YOU ARE…

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“Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.”
― E.E. Cummings

Christian Rohlfs,
Dancing around the Ball of the Sun, 1916

RAINER MARIA RILKE ~ EVENING

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Evening

Slowly the evening puts on the garments
held for it by a rim of ancient trees;
you watch: and the lands divide from you,
one going heavenward, one that falls;

and leave you, to neither quite belonging,
not quite so dark as the house sunk in silence,
not quite so surely pledging the eternal
as that which grows star each night and climbs-

and leave you (inexpressibly to untangle)
your life afraid and huge and ripening,
so that it, now bound in and now embracing,
grows alternately stone in you and star.

~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~

Claude Monet – 1840-1926 – The sunken road in the cliff at Varangeville – 1882

HENRY DAVID THOREAU ~ HOW DO MOST MEN LIVE?

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“Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them.”
― Henry David Thoreau, Civil Disobedience and Other Essays


Edmund Charles Tarbell (American painter) 1862 – 1938
Interior of the Corcoran Gallery of Art, ca. 1926

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