Sunday, September 13, 2020

A Privilege

  “Is being burnt a requisite for the making of art? Personally, I don't think it is. But art is poultice for a burn. It is a privilege to have, somewhere within you, a capacity for making something speak from your own seared experience.”
Molly Peacock, The Paper Garden: Mrs. Delany Begins Her Life's Work at 72

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