I can do what I want.
I’ve come to the C.U. Library Art/Architecture section to have quiet time to write and to be inspired by art.
I am always changing my mind, always looking at things and seeing their beauty and being influenced. I am especially fond of art museums; I have visited many.
There are so many different paintings. It is always a wonder to me how there are so many ways of seeing the world–ways that I can share and enjoy.
How can I explain all this art that I see? Let it be an untraced influence or make paragraphs of impressions.
The girl surrounded with pale green-blue seems to float nude on a summer day. (Umberto Lilloni). Undraped, an artist, purveyor in paint.
A Traveller, wander, wending my way. Always trying first to keep my spirits up. Second to create what is in me, to bring out what I feel.
To think about the distance-piercing landscape. Olive-blue space, shadows on stucco walls, a whole world travelled.
Dried salted fish hanging, a world that can be identified.
“A thing of beauty is a joy forever.”
Sometimes he forgets and leaves it open all night.
Nolde’s lurid Magdalene among sinners.