[b]Rene Magritte
Art evokes the mystery without which the world would not exist.[/b]
Thanks for clearing that up.
The feeling we experience while we look at a picture is not to be distinguished from the picture or from ourselves. the feeling, picture, and ourselves are united in one mystery.
Especially if you don’t feel anything at all.
Everything we see hides another thing, we always want to see what is hidden by what we see, but it is impossible. Humans hide their secrets too well.
For some, even from themselves.
I detest my past, and anyone else’s. I detest resignation, patience, professional heroism and obligatory beautiful feelings. I also detest the decorative arts, folklore, advertising, voices making announcements, aerodynamism, boy scouts, the smell of moth balls, events of the moment, and drunken people.
A metaphor perhaps.
I think we are responsible for the universe, but that doesn’t mean we decide anything.
I think that maybe, possibly this is peacegirl’s point too.
The present reeks of mediocrity and the atom bomb.
That and Trump with his finger on the button.