The arts are of course peppered with such warnings:
God guard me from those thoughts men think
in the mind alone;
He who sings a lasting song
Sings from the marrow bone
(Yeats)
Love, love, love. That is the soul of genius. (Michelangelo)
The Spirit is the Conscious Ear…
For other Services—as Sound—
There hangs a smaller Ear
Outside the Castle—that Contain—
The other—only—Hear—
(Dickinson)
For all this help of head and brain,
How happily instinctive we remain….(Frost)
Etc.
The intellect is assumed. It's a powerful force. It’s no secret that it wants to rule the kingdom, wants to rule each and every poem. Thus all these warnings from the masters, or so it seems to me. It isn’t easy to bring such elusve concepts forward in a workshop environment. Imagination, intuition, impressionism, bah ! People seen to take really serious offense. But it’s not as if the subject is scandalous, or new to the arts.
I love the Inness.
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