Sunday, November 30, 2014

mythos of the muse, a fake secret?

"it was the residue of pre-renaissance darkness that fueled these
lethargic nudes: blank, staring men with flaccid members, and women
reclining, halfasleep, of a nebulous indifference. The muse was a
whisper that was held close, and still visible today as a void in the
plain white geometry of modern art that is so sure of itself and at
once insecure to its own real meaning. Empty red blocks and black
crosses scrawled by learned men, mimicking the innocent experiments of
children. It is no wonder the inner circles yearn for the muse,
still." -todaggi beefarini, excerpted from 'the guardsman mythos'.

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