All the symbolism and the paradox, ours to interpret. That’s how it becomes part of us. And as counterpoint to our suffering, we have beauty. We like beauty, don’t we? Something good on the eye cheers us. Does something to us on a cellular level, makes us feel alive and enriched. Beautiful art opens our eyes to the beauty of the world, Ulysses. It

It’s what we’ve always done. Left a mark on a cave, or on a page. Showing who we are, sharing our view of the world, the life we’re made to bear.

‘Luce intellettual, piena d’amore.’ What’s that mean, sir? Light of the mind, full of love.

room. And there I stood, between the graveyard of glasses, and the wilting nubs of candles.

Niente/Nothing

art becomes a mirror.

Had grounded them and introduced them to a way of life they would aspire to and return to.

But always the value for me will be response. How it moves one.

Saying nothing but understanding everything.