Yesterday I waxed lyrical about the sanitising effect of classical and rococo art. It prettied up a nasty and unforgiving world.
Well there were other points of view too. William Blake, for example, didn't look to Greece or Rome for his examples, but looked inside his own head. His art is described as 'visionary'. The picture above (I don't know the title) shows classical symmetry in its formal construction, but much of Blake's art doesn't. There is a fleeting, unearthly, almost mystical quality to the work. The image is entirely the product of Blake's own imagination. Blake sanitised his world by retreating from it, creating a visionary world all of his own, and then representing that world in art and poetry.
I went to bed at 1.20am and got up at 8am. I had been awake for some time. The monologue that started yesterday continued as soon as I woke up. My foot was tapping ridiculously. The reason I chose the above picture is for all the activity in the top half. It is like the real and imaginary ideas going round in my head. Exhausting, but no wonder. My mind gives me a jam-packed day, with not a minute to spare. I sometimes feel like I've done a day's work before I've even done anything.
I've had two more bookings from the pub. Saturday 22nd February for the landlord's birthday party, and Saturday 1st March.
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