Thursday, December 20, 2018

Unique Rays

By art alone we are able to get outside ourselves, to know what another sees of this universe which for him is not ours, the landscapes of which would remain as unknown to us as those of the moon.
Thanks to art, instead of seeing one world, our own, we see it multiplied and as many original artists as there are, so many worlds are at our disposal, differing more widely from each other than those which roll round the infinite and which, whether their name be Rembrandt or Vermeer, send us their unique rays many centuries after the hearth from which they emanate is extinguished.
~Marcel Proust

For Art Thursday, a work of art and a poem it inspired.

by Wislawa Szymborska

As long as the woman from Rijksmuseum
in painted silence and concentration
day after day pours milk
from the jug to the bowl,
the World does not deserve
the end of the world.

1 comment:

HWY said...

Lovely poem that truly captures the simplicity of the painting...and the soft mood it can put the viewer in.