I say this because I was remembering a painting from my college days, one that Dr. Viau and Dr. Pepetone had used in their Gothic Imagination class, and, as the years extend the tunnel further and further back, I couldn't remember the name or the artist. So, off to the Internet I go. It was a painting of someone rowing toward a large batch of cypress trees. So, on Google, I put "Rowing Art Cypress" and instantly, the picture of Arnold Böcklin's Isle of the Dead pops up, along with the link to the painting's article on Wikipedia. I instantly found out what I needed to know, and learned something (again) in the process.
Böcklin had a very intimate relationship with Death, as he lost 8 of his 14 children in infancy. I found it not surprising that The Isle of the Dead was painted late in his life, while perhaps he was facing his own mortality. How do artists contemplate Death? With the paintbrushes that have expressed their lives, of course. And paintbrushes are metaphoric here, as the same thing applies to artists of all media. Take a listen to Mahler's Ninth Symphony (his last) and watch the paintbrushes find dark, lonely tones, as an example.
What interested me, as I listened to my mp3 player in the car, were the aging rockers of the 1960's, and how they are dealing with their own mortality. I've noticed on several albums by different singers tracks that deal with their own deaths, the silencing of that music. They are haunting works, beautiful, leaving the singer exposed and vulnerable. I really want to get to that blog, but this one had to come first. So make sure you click on the links above and go learn some things. We have Wikipedia here for a reason, to make up for all the education we've forgotten or never received in today's schools. It's the one thing I refuse to do, to look back with regret, because going forward, there's so many things I can do, so much to learn and experience. Like the traveller, it's best never to see yourself looking backwards in regret, but forward in anticipation.
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