MEGALOPOLIS
MGLP#005
MEGALOPOLIS
MGLP#003
« I’ve always loved this solitary hill,
I’ve always loved this hedge that hides from me
So much of what my earthly eyes can see.
For as I sit and gaze, all calm and still,
I conjure up my thoughts; my mind I fill
With distances that stretch out boundlessly
And silences that somehow cannot be
Heard by my heart, which feels a sudden chill.
It seems these rustling leaves, this silence vast
Blend into one. Eternity draws nigh.
The present sounds and seasons, those long past
Become one sea of endless lives and deaths.
My thought is drowned, and yet it does not die:
It plunges into sweet, refreshing depths. »
The Infinite. Giacomo Leopardi
« When the colour is at its richness, the form is at its fullness. »
P. Cézanne
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« The image often has more memory
and future than the person looking at it. »