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“Levinas says: The proximity of others is ethics, the proximity of things is poetry.” — Gerard L. Bruns

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Cy Twombly, Untitled, 1982

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Cy Twombly, Untitled, 1986

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Cy Twombly, Untitled, 1970

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Cy Twombly, Untitled, 1969

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Cy Twombly, Untitled, 1970

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Cy Twombly, Scent of Madness, 1986

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Ellsworth Kelly, Self-Portrait, Normandy, 1944

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Callum Innes.

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"Untitled" Raymond Pettibon, 1990.

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"Like all artists, we science fiction writers are trying to make and use such a connection or bridge between the conscious and the unconscious –– so that our readers can make the journey, too. If the only tool we use is the intellect, we will produce only lifeless copies or parodies of the archetypes that live in our own deeper mind and in the great works of art and mythology. If we abandon intellect, we're likely to submerge our own personality and talent in a stew of mindless submyths [i.e. tropes], themselves coarse, feeble parodies of their archetypal origins. The only way to the truly collective, to the image that is alive and meaningful in all of us, seems to be through the truly personal. Not the impersonality of pure reason; not the impersonality of "the masses"; but the irreducibly personal –– the self. To reach the others, artists go into the self. Using reason, they deliberately enter the irrational. The farther they go into the self, the closer they come to the other." - Ursula K. Le Guin

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"I keep on digging. I use the tools of feminism, and try to figure out what makes me work and how I work, so that I will no longer work in ignorance and irresponsibility." - Ursula K. Le Guin

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Raymond Pettibon (1957- ) Crystal blue cathedral, 1994. Translucent and opaque watercolor, with pen and inks and black acrylic paint, on ivory wove paper, 34.5 × 25.8 cm.

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North of Mist by Wendy Videlock

Just north of mist, along the border half a color from the water,

under the kiss of shadow's daughter (two breaths backward, one word upward),

past the rumpled terra corra, down the salve of templed sorrow,

up the scales of Bach, and Buddha, down the moon of broken solder,

through the eyes of someone's father, in the grass beside the water;

one part liar, one part seer, one part lyric, one part scholar

this is the walk we come to wander one part illness, one part healer.

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Bane by Wendy Videlock

Full of strength and laced with fragility:

the thoroughbred, the hummingbird, and all things cursed with agility.

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Anish Kapoor. Untitled 08 from History, 2007, etching

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Daniel Levine

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Rudolf Stingel (Italian, 1956), Untitled, 2010. Oil and enamel on canvas, 120 x 96 in.