piece of Blake! (lame joke, I know)
Oh, there are so many interesting things I could write about, yet I don't! Lots of work to do lately, of various kind. And anytime I'm not doing anything I'm either sleeping or just taking a thoughtless walk. It's spring after all and it's finally getting warm, I need fresh air desperately.
However, I do feel certain guilt for not updating my story-blog. I reallt really want to. I came up with a fabulous topic: Chinese detective literature & historical judges! THAT should be exciting. But that's also why I want to do it properly, not in a hurried crumpled way. Oh well.
So a couple of rather random thoughts. About William Blake (suddenly!). Do you remember his chillingly-awesome poem The Tyger? You know:
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
...
Pure genius! However, the rhyme for 'eye' is 'symmetry', which means that the last has to be pronounced as ['sɪmətraɪ]. (Or does that? I'm actually not sure about that at all) Does that mean that every time the phrase 'fearful symmetry' is used as a quote, it must be pronounced that way? Say, Northrop Frye's famous book's title? that's an odd question...
The other thing is, I've actually been at the exhibition of some of the Blake's work in Moscow two years ago. Lucky me, huh? However, the exhibition itself was a disaster. The presentation was a disaster. They actually displayed Blake's subtle watercolours against wine red walls. RED WALLS. Of a deep, bright colour. I would personally strangle the person who decided to do that. Ugh. I felt so sad about that exhibition. It was such a rare occasion and it was just not right. By the way, I've heard that somewhere Blake's watercolours were exhibited in a complete darkness lying upon brightly-lit separate stands. Now that's interesting. Just imagine that - you sort of bend over the painting and it pulls you inside, like falling into the canvas! Must be dazzling.
And the third thing. It quite amuses me that there is a certain similitude between Blake and Tolkien. However, Blake's Tyger is famous.
Enjoy!
However, I do feel certain guilt for not updating my story-blog. I reallt really want to. I came up with a fabulous topic: Chinese detective literature & historical judges! THAT should be exciting. But that's also why I want to do it properly, not in a hurried crumpled way. Oh well.
So a couple of rather random thoughts. About William Blake (suddenly!). Do you remember his chillingly-awesome poem The Tyger? You know:
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
...
Pure genius! However, the rhyme for 'eye' is 'symmetry', which means that the last has to be pronounced as ['sɪmətraɪ]. (Or does that? I'm actually not sure about that at all) Does that mean that every time the phrase 'fearful symmetry' is used as a quote, it must be pronounced that way? Say, Northrop Frye's famous book's title? that's an odd question...
The other thing is, I've actually been at the exhibition of some of the Blake's work in Moscow two years ago. Lucky me, huh? However, the exhibition itself was a disaster. The presentation was a disaster. They actually displayed Blake's subtle watercolours against wine red walls. RED WALLS. Of a deep, bright colour. I would personally strangle the person who decided to do that. Ugh. I felt so sad about that exhibition. It was such a rare occasion and it was just not right. By the way, I've heard that somewhere Blake's watercolours were exhibited in a complete darkness lying upon brightly-lit separate stands. Now that's interesting. Just imagine that - you sort of bend over the painting and it pulls you inside, like falling into the canvas! Must be dazzling.
And the third thing. It quite amuses me that there is a certain similitude between Blake and Tolkien. However, Blake's Tyger is famous.
Enjoy!