Lynn

“Joe and I”
― Louise Douglas, The House by the Sea

“Hanging on the opposite wall is a painting, the only one down here. It’s hard to tell if the object in the canvas’s foreground is a giant cypress or a towering black flame. Pablo gathers nearer. There is so much movement within the picture frame, he finds he cannot stare at any single point for long. In the distance behind the dark spire in the center, though, there’s a valley with little houses nestled around a high-steepled church, not unlike scenes Pablo witnessed from the train window as he rode”
― Luke Jerod Kummer, The Blue Period

“they were made from quick, curving flicks of the artist’s wrist using thick impasto. There is an urgency in these manic brushstrokes that Pablo admires, the whirling together of rapid streaks of pure bold color squeezed straight from the tube. The blues are intense, the mood rueful, throbbing, eternal. “Don’t punch a hole through the thing, would you? It’s not mine,” squawks Vollard, suddenly at the entranceway behind Pablo. “Just a little something borrowed from a collector friend.” “I have never seen anything like it,” Pablo,”
― Luke Jerod Kummer, The Blue Period

“transgenerational epigenetic inheritance,”
― Jamie Ford, The Many Daughters of Afong Moy