NEO-HERACLITUS_____________Qweir Notionsin the arsehole of Diogenes:weBlog of a septuagenarian Binge-thinker sinceFebruary 2008. ............................................................................................... ........................................................................................................... ........................................................................................... ........................................................................................................................................
Sunday, 23 April 2017
The wonderful thing about paintings
is that they are wordless
and have no beginning or end
except for the changeable
oft-inappropriate frame,
and are not static, but phatic,
and, though fading and flaking,
are as timeless as graveyards.
Paintings don't run out of words.
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