Monday, March 23, 2009

yea the fading things of time and a mansion of quietness...

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"a mansion of rest, of quietness and peace, where all mortal soul cries will eternally cease. where with holy angels and seraphs thou shall join, in my arbor of love, eternal and sublime. beyond the vain terrestrial, yea the fading of things of time, where eternal joys shall ever more be thine. so come receive a crown of my holy love, and on thy soul shout the song of sweet mirth"

image, a faded cdv of some kind of organ grinding clown circa 1890, text from a shaker gift drawing transcribed into a small notebook a few weeks ago while visiting the american craft & folk art museum in nyc...

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3 Comments:

Anonymous It's funny to watch detective TV said...

Far away in the heavenly abode of the great god Indra, there is a wonderful net which has been hung by some cunning artificer in such a manner that it stretches out infintely in all directions. In accordance with the extravagant tastes of deities, the artificer has hung a single glittering jewel in each "eye" of the net, and since the net itself is infinite in dimension, the jewels are infinite in number. There hang the jewels, glittering like stars in the first magnitude, a wonderful sight to behold. If we now arbitrarily select one of these jewels for inspection and look closely at it, we will discover that in its polished surface there are reflected all the other jewels in the net, infinite in number. Not only that, but each of the jewels reflected in this one jewel is also reflecting all the other jewels, so that there is an infinite reflecting process occurring

12:03 PM  
Blogger ArtSparker said...

A clown made up of bits of other clowns?

7:28 AM  
Anonymous a mansion of quietness said...

The Laginetan goddess may have had a more infernal character than scholars have been willing to assume

4:45 PM  

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