I have noticed that the flatter an image is, the less it expresses, the more it will transform when it comes into contact with other images. At some point there must be transformation, or there is no art.
I have noticed that the flatter an image is, the less it expresses, the more it will transform when it comes into contact with other images. At some point there must be transformation, or there is no art.
“The glowing rays
That from the low sun dart, have
Turned gold each tower and every towering mast;
The saffron flame, that flaming nothing harms
Hides Khadeeth’s pearl and all the sapphire might
Of burnished waves, before her gates collected:
The cloak of graciousness, that round thee gloweth,
Doth hide the thing thou art, as here befalleth.”
Ezra Pound | “Canzon: Of Incense”