Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Render Unto Caesar
A drawing of Death in which folds upon folds of digestive organs are revealed, a gastric mural showing all races of man in various stages of decay and alarm — a war here, a famine there, an inquisition or a genocide, skeletal children still begging for bread, a farmer and his dog, a little girl absorbed in a game of jacks, a tired mom. On his face, or hers, depending on the day and light, a tale of heartburn, hunger, fright.
(first publication)
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I can visualise this mural, William. Your imagination never ceases to amaze me. This one is so powerful in its detail : the physicality of our interior bodies, the daily domestic, beauty and ugliness, life and death all rolled onto one. I love it.
That’s wonderful to hear. Thanks, Elisabeth.
At first, I thought this was another of your fantastic dreams and wanted to say quite a few Greeks believe most nightmares are caused by overeating late at night--but this is certainly not the case. When can we expect a second helping of this excellent fare?
Ah, Vassilis — all too soon, I’m afraid.
This is really beautiful. Tragic yet powerful. I look forward to more installments!
Kathryn :-)
http://nonsuchenglish.blogspot.com/
Thank you, Kathryn. And thanks for the link. Somehow, I missed it before.
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