RE: a true story

And paintings are made with paint. I once saw and an elephant in India
splatter paint on a nice piece of canvas. It was sold to a Mallarme fan, I
think it's still on display at the Hermitage.

Daniel

----Original Message-----
From: Scottie Bowman [mailto:rbowman@indigo.ie]
Sent: Wednesday, December 11, 2002 12:37 AM
To: bananafish@roughdraft.org
Subject: a true story

    '... It's so nice to not be alone with all these geniuses ...'

    My sentiments too, Britt. But here's a story that I picked
    up recently on one of the Hemingway lists. I find it a great
    comfort when bewildered by the concepts & percepts &
    geegaws & whirlimagigs of the brain boxes that seem to throng
    this list.
    ___________________________
.
    The painter Degas, a great friend of the poet Stéphane Mallarmé
    (1842-1898), wanted to succeed in literature as well as art and
    sweated long hours over his verse. One evening at Mallarmé's famous
    salon on the Rue de Rome in Paris, Degas complained that he had
    wasted the whole day over a sonnet without achieving what he wanted.
    "... yet I have plenty of ideas," the painter lamented.
    "But, Degas," Mallarmé replied, "one makes verses with words,
    not with ideas."
    ___________________________

    (With acknowledgements & thanks to Paul Montgomery of Lausanne.)

    Scottie B.

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