The house of art is built with many grants – and there are those who value their new extensions more than the art itself. Therefore I must ask where does the value really come from? Am I alone in thinking that the artist is the higher mind which is housed in no facility at all [...]
Continue Reading...There’s an interchange between life and death. Death sends its wisdom to us in the form of shocks – impromptu lessons which make us sit up and take notice: ‘all the shocks that flesh is heir to’. These unexpected reversals and changes of fortune – blows of fate – would not count as belonging to [...]
Continue Reading...The universality of human souls is something that always impresses me. By this I mean that each human soul is a universe in itself. If this was expressed artistically in a portrait or dramatically in a play you would expect to see the living qualities brought out in line and color. But a sense of [...]
Continue Reading...A short time ago I posted here the story of two children and their lives. I described how they were born into a disadvantaged background, being addicted to heroin through their mother before they were born. They were twins, a boy and a girl. I told how their chances in life were equal – or [...]
Continue Reading...A little story: Once there were two children who lived in the inner city in Dublin. They were twins, a boy and a girl. They had no chance in life. Even as babies they were addicts – even before they left the womb. Their mother was addicted to heroin. The father came and went bringing [...]
Continue Reading...My dog died and I’m sad… I believe the Spirit of the dogs – who I’ll call Sirius – has beautiful shining eyes, very deep, and if you look in those eyes you’ll see a myriad of smaller shining eyes, which are those of all the dogs who’ve ever lived or will live. Some are [...]
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