If the home was just a memory that you touched once upon a dream And even the stars' brightness faded the closer to them you passed Where could you lay the foundations of your heart? If yet you received the greatest riches and witnessed the sweetest music If you could part the waves and conjure …
Month: December 2015
Does Art Have To Be Understood?
I often wander cautiously around art galleries, often in the shadow of sincere tourists with their hands behind their back, face poised in a wonderfully intellectual and pensive expression. I feel inclined to understand the vast collections before me as they seemingly are, and marvel at the sense of x throughout the complexity of y. …
