Try to forget what objects you have before you – a tree, a house, a field, or whatever. Merely think, ‘Here is a little square of blue, here an oblong of pink, here a streak of yellow,’ and paint it just as it looks to you, the exact color and shape, until it gives you your own impression of the scene before you.
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
T. S. Eliot
…..studio by night has less light in it…. MYMM
So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
“Any one who has common sense will remember that the bewilderments of the eyes are of two kinds, and arise from two causes, either from coming out of the light or from going into the light”
― Plato, The Allegory of the Cave
I dissolved, so white, so unapproachable, amid my white flame, in the whiteness of moonlight