Art is the essence of life. As tourists posed for portraits micmicking Rodin's most famous work, The Thinker, I thought on the artists' bones buried beneath the sculpture. Overwhelmed by the peice and Paris in general, I cupped my hands to my face and cried in Rodin's garden. Once I caught my breath I realized I'm not alone in all of this, his soul and so many others are guiding me along.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Let me take it off your mind
Art is the essence of life. As tourists posed for portraits micmicking Rodin's most famous work, The Thinker, I thought on the artists' bones buried beneath the sculpture. Overwhelmed by the peice and Paris in general, I cupped my hands to my face and cried in Rodin's garden. Once I caught my breath I realized I'm not alone in all of this, his soul and so many others are guiding me along.
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