Passion

[ICSoria]

I loved reading all your analyses on this thread, even though you make me feel like the mentally-challenged sibling sitting quietly on the porch. I never was much of a reader when it came to fiction. Hell, I had never really read much poetry before beginning my own serious attempts at writing and understanding it--having been more into non-fiction and technical books. I was an Art Major before changing to a Business degree, however, and you brought back a lecture about the Impressionists; how they were not appreciated in their time. The royal-snoot-critics of the time lambasted their use of color and technique of mixing directly on their canvases. Yet, this is how they created vibrant hues and textures unknown before that time. This made me think about art critics and their own convoluted perspectives. They eventually managed to get aboard the bandwagon and show a high appreciation for those impressionists. However, it took collectors across an ocean, especially Boston, where most of those paintings eventually ended up, to encourage that appreciation. I guess I am trying to say that hasty critics, no matter how adroit their phrasing or clever their disparaging remarks woven into backhanded accolades; over time reveal themselves as little more than asterisks on the appendices of those they disparaged. Thank you all for the read.

Sid