My head has been fuzzy for the past several days, I've been feeling frustrated, over-whelmed, and quite depressed. I feel a bit better now. It's not often that I find a few words inspiring especially for the amount I read. But tonight I did.
I had forgotten that towards the end of last summer I started to discover William Blake thanks to a very nice book of apocalyptic paintings I had picked up. I had always known his as a poet and not as a painter. I remembered reading about his illustrated books, but they seemed hard and expensive to track down. I think I found the age of Innocence, and then I forgot to look.
Today I found The Marriage of Heaven and Hell which while a little too obsessed with Swedenborg to be perfect but nonetheless was one of the nicest things I've read in ages, inspiring and accurate and with depth I don't think I can quite comprehend yet. But I have to say how wonderful it was, how much I agreed with, how beautiful and inspiring. A little like watching Velvet Goldmine for the first time. I could fill up the rest of entries with quotes but I won't. The Proverbs of Hell were particularly good!
My head feels a bit clearer now, I feel a bit more inspired to have a go at life again. I feel old as well, as old as Blake was when he wrote it, and so many years have passed and I never thought to read it till now. Life slips away. But it is important to live those moments before they are gone.
I had forgotten that towards the end of last summer I started to discover William Blake thanks to a very nice book of apocalyptic paintings I had picked up. I had always known his as a poet and not as a painter. I remembered reading about his illustrated books, but they seemed hard and expensive to track down. I think I found the age of Innocence, and then I forgot to look.
Today I found The Marriage of Heaven and Hell which while a little too obsessed with Swedenborg to be perfect but nonetheless was one of the nicest things I've read in ages, inspiring and accurate and with depth I don't think I can quite comprehend yet. But I have to say how wonderful it was, how much I agreed with, how beautiful and inspiring. A little like watching Velvet Goldmine for the first time. I could fill up the rest of entries with quotes but I won't. The Proverbs of Hell were particularly good!
My head feels a bit clearer now, I feel a bit more inspired to have a go at life again. I feel old as well, as old as Blake was when he wrote it, and so many years have passed and I never thought to read it till now. Life slips away. But it is important to live those moments before they are gone.