art Cameron Gray
"I suddenly became crazy—in my chest, the flower transformed
itself into a cloud of ardent joy that rose until it reached the
interior of my head. My mind caught fire. I became a non-temporal
flash of vigilance and happiness. The thing had neither
the merest color nor form, but had it been something I could
represent, I would have designed the contours of a cross without
a moment’s hesitation. The unknown light that streamed
inside me equally inundated the outside, the material world,
where, from that moment, I stood straight, club in hand. Still,
I could have sworn that this fabulous, illuminating principle
had, at no moment, crossed the boundary of what I can only
call by that pompous name: my interiority. The truth is that
it had lost all boundaries. This Virgilian landscape, covered
in blue mist, in which I’d been navigating for a good fifteen
minutes, eyelids wide open but, evidently, soul closed, all the
interior window shades drawn, and from that moment on, I
really saw, yes, Heavenly God, SAW as if I’d just received the
sense of sight—all of that. All that immensity, as shocking as
the fact may seem, was ME. Nothing other than ME."
https://www.stephenjourdain.com/
Thanks to Roxane
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