Do you ever experience a dream that’s like falling down steps in the dark? And one time I fell off a country road down a wooded hill because I was looking at the moon, which is just an aside and was nothing like this except that it was falling down and it was rough and dark.
(Just a bit scratched up. Thanks for wondering.)
And do you think that it’s very like “Nude Descending a Staircase (2)?
Except darker and wider, almost square and the descent is less controlled.
Lately I’m avoiding horror and scary and sickness and death in art. I get enough of that on NPR. But then I saw this painting and just had a simple recognition of all the effort I put into balancing all day without really thinking about it—is it any wonder I sometimes fall down the steps at night? And I’m standing again at the bottom of the stairs—though dazed and confused. – CNQ
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