IV
I cut up music like a corpse. I measured harmony by arythmetics. Then only, well-versed in science, dared I give myself to the sweet languor of creative fancy.
Eric Fischl,
Hysterics of Love
,
1997
Boris Anisfeld,
The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse
,
1946
Najia Mehadji,
Mystic Dance
,
2012