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An artist, like a child, travels with eyes wide open. He looks at the sky, as Ulysses did when thirsting for knowledge, and sees a sea and a sailboat rushing into a port where the waters are calm. Climactically surrounding all of this, like the hymn of the universe, is a brightly shining sun! This image brings to one’s attention the expansiveness and eternity of the Universe.


“It is close, that fiery lighted mass … his love is nearing the Earth! … Don’t you feel the approaching touch of his life?” So said Zaratustra.


According to myth, the sky is where souls and divinities dwell. The sky is full of clouds in nonstop motion, as is the sea full of constantly moving sails. Both sky and sea are infinitely voluminous.


“Sometimes, I see a boundless shore in the sky … all celebrations, triumphs, and dramas that I have created. I have tried to envision new flesh, flowers, and stars.” ~Rembo


In preface to his irrevocable work, Copernicus exclaimed, “What can be more marvelous than the sky, encompassing everything marvelous?!” thereby deviating beyond the guidelines of scientific prose.


“How does it happen that among ominous, dark clouds extends a long line of brightly pale sky, where a cape with shallow spots and only God knows what far-off islands can be seen, and it seems that if you come closer, you may be able to spot a shining boat that ran aground in moist sand near a path of outgoing footprints full of reflective water.” ~V. Nabokov, “Gift”

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