February 2012
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Could we with ink the ocean fill,
and were the skies of parchment made,
were...
– Anonymous.
[The lines had been found penciled on the wall of a patient’s room in an insane asylum after he had been carried to his grave, the general opinion was that this inmate had written the epic in moments of sanity.]
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People are so willing to be amazed by art. As if... →
euclase:
People are so willing to be amazed by art. As if it happens out of nowhere, and the fairies came down and bestowed their magic upon the little girl and her crayons. Or a strange metamorphosis—you spend a few years mastering your skills, hidden away in the dark, and then you step out…