Sunday, September 23, 2007

The Corridor At The End Of The Corridor

The old Sphinx bit her thick lip,--
Said, "Who taught thee me to name?
I am thy spirit, yoke-fellow,
Of thine eye I am eyebeam."

Thou art the unanswered question
Couldst see thy proper eye
Always it asketh, asketh;
And each answer is a lie.

(Ralph Waldo Emerson)

1 comment:

Thorndike Pickledish said...

Great stuff--your art and poetry is very powerful and stylish ! I look at this space daily and am always amazed by the creativity here !--also saw your recent anim at 3D commune...didn't see comment block...maybe I'm not signed in ! anyway keep up the work with this high art !