Showing posts with label T. S. Eliot. Show all posts
Showing posts with label T. S. Eliot. Show all posts

Monday, February 8, 2010


A Post For Which No Adequate Title Was Found ...




Frida Kahlo - My Birth, 1932

Because I know that time is always time
And place is always only place
And what is actual is actual only for one time
And only for one place
I rejoice the things that are and
I renounce the blessèd face.
T. S. Eliot (Ash Wednesday, 1930)

Thursday, January 15, 2009

You Will Know Her By Her Song, Not By Her Plumage




Fig. 1. Joan Miró - Le chant du rossignol a minuit et la pluie matinale, 1959


'Twentieth-century art may start with nothing, but it flourishes by virtue of its belief in itself, in the possibility of control over what seems essentially uncontrollable, in the coherence of the inchoate, and in its ability to create its own values.'

T. S. Eliot

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Editors Are The True Handmaidens Of Creativity*




Fig. 1. Reiner Ruthenbeck - White Paper Heap, 1979


'Creativity requires the courage to let go of certainties.'

Eric Fromm


* 'Anxiety is the handmaiden of creativity.' T. S. Eliot