... sometimes it is that thrill."
"Flaubert believed that it was impossible to explain one art form in
terms of another, and that great paintings required no words of
explanation. Braque thought the ideal state would be reached when we
said nothing at all in front of a painting. But we are very far from
reaching that state. We remain incorrigibly verbal creatures who love to
explain things, to form opinions, to argue. Put us in front of a
picture and we chatter, each in our different way. Proust,
when going round an art gallery, liked to comment on who the people in
the pictures reminded him of in real life; which might have been a deft
way of avoiding the direct aesthetic confrontation. But it is a rare
picture that stuns, or argues, us into silence. And if one does, it is
only a short time before we want to explain and understand the very
silence into which we have been plunged."
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