Cafe Picasso: Where the Surrealists float

A dimension where subjectivity is not plagued by the barbaric evil known as rationality- a dimension where disjoint images are allowed to be disjoint and float like shards of glass on oil

Sunday, May 27, 2007

Trajectoricus

I find it difficult to remain on a linear path for too long..my mind doesn't take to rationality, logic, sequence, and other such manifestations of linearity...so I thought I would digress from my story of my journey to India to speak of more recent experiences..the story of the India journey will be continued ofcourse, for it deserves to be told, but perhaps not just now..it also deserves a "right moment" to be told.
I sit on the eve of my class in the Greek chorus..guest taught by a professor from Greece...and I'm overjoyed actually..to be able to learn firsthand, an artform which I had read about in the theatre history books in my second year, back in my undergraduate days, and references to which I encountered in Nietzsche's "The Birth of Tragedy". Incidentally, one of the earliest Greek tragedians started out working in a vineyard..its astounding how the ancient arts truly had their roots in Dionysus and his realm.

1 Comments:

At 10:24 AM, Blogger Project 71 said...

Great post... I appreciate.. :)

 

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