Typing frantically in a library is never the way to write an endearing post. But you will have to bear it. (two minutes left). The first stanza of the e.e.cummings poem reminds me quite a bit of Adrian. What else?... I have a question. Although analyzing things sometimes lends to making them more complex, and more rewarding, do you ever find it gratifying just to appreciate a work of art? (Let's not touch that art discussion for the time being) Just for what it is, and nothing more? It's like the Krishnamurti quote on listening that Professor Chapelle read us near the beginning of TASP. Rather than trying to understand it, trying to associate the work with something that we have defined as our background, do (or can) any of us appreciate something just for what it is?
I would really like to say more but the time on the computer says 30 seconds left, so I better stop typing.

posted by Eunice   [12:57 PM]

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