a fool in the forest


  • A fool, a fool! I met a fool i' the
    A motley fool; a miserable world!
    As I do live by food, I met a fool
    Who laid him down and bask'd him
        in the sun,
    And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good
    In good set terms and yet a motley

    As You Like It,
    Act II, Scene 7

    L'homme y passe à travers des
        forêts de symboles
    Qui l'observent avec des regards

    Les Fleurs du Mal,

    [T]here is almost no subject-matter, and what little one can disentangle is foolish....
    One would call the style verbose, except that by definition verbosity is the use of words in excess of the occasion, and there seems to be no occasion.

    Yvor Winters,
    Forms of Discovery, Ch. 7

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    May 23, 2005


    Portrait Artist

    That’s the essence of newspapers and reporting – to comment on just about anything. When there’s nothing wrong or new about a particular thing those newsmen won’t have work.

    Besides if your work is really unusual it will really catch the attention of media men. Don’t you think it’s a feather in your cap to know that your work of art or music or story or site or blog attracted attention? Otherwise, it’s nothing but a piece of junk.

    Let’s leave the intrigues to those people. Let’s leave the remarks on the four corners of the newspaper. Let’s live each day making our craft better than the other day.

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