IMG_4416 random flickr blogging while avoiding promised work on another, more serious post
my mind is
a big hunk of irrevocable nothing which touch and taste and smell
and hearing and sight keep hitting and chipping with sharp fatal
tools
in an agony of sensual chisels i perform squirms of chrome and ex
-ecute strides of cobalt
nevertheless i
feel that i cleverly am being altered that i slightly am becoming
something a little different, in fact
myself
Hereupon helpless i utter lilac shrieks and scarlet bellowings.
e.e. cummings
posted by The Minstrel Boy at 1:20 PM
2 Comments:
I love the cummings quote. I also love harps! (Not too fond of swords, though.) ;-) Your musical endeavors have my deepest respect, you who are both artist and artisan.
Thank you, I especially love it when people recognise and respect the artisan part of the picture. I keep repeating that, at the professional level, talent is a given. After that cut, it's the worker bees who keep the hive buzzing.
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