I dreamt of piano music last night. In the dream, I recognized it as being by Szymanowski, even though I realized that it did not sound like him at all, although upon further reflection (within the dream) it seemed to me that it exemplified his style perfectly. I recall it with surprising clarity: the right hand had two voices, the uppermost of ( Read more... )

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So this is a bit ridiculous.

I haven't been around here much recently. I'm sure you all have missed me.

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The infinite exists for us
                             as the tongue for a deaf-mute.

-Odysseus Elytis, Maria Nephele
Throughout human history there have been people who, over the course of their lives, read certain books in a certain order and thus reached the end or summit of knowledge, which is the true understanding of the world; or, it is the ( Read more... )

“By means of art man takes over reality through a subjective experience. In science man's knowledge of the world makes its way up an endless staircase and is successively replaced by new knowledge, with one discovery often enough being disproved by the next for the sake of a particular objective truth. An artistic discovery occurs each time as a ( Read more... )