However many there are, you must sell themThat...
Posted on Wednesday, February 3, 2010 at 10:36 AM
However many there are, you must sell
themThat was Elizabeth, of courseI heard another version of
her, however, and because I had to make this voice
up, what I heard was Ilse's voice as it had been
as a child
There's treasure, Daddy, this voice saidYou can
get it if you put on your mask and snorkelI can
show you where to look
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I was up with the dawnI thought I could go to
sleep again, but not until I took one of the few
Oxycontin pills I still had put aside, and until I
made a telephone callI took the pill, then
dialed the Scoto and got the answering machine -
there wouldn't be a living person in the gallery
for hours yetArtistic types aren't morning
people
I pushed 11 for Dario Nannuzzi's extension, and
after the beep I said: "Dario, it's EdgarI've
changed my mind about the Girl and Ship seriesI
want to sell them after all, okay? The only dior monogram bag caveat
is that they should all go to different people, if
possible
I hung up and went back to bedLay there for
fifteen minutes watching the overhead fan turn
lazily and listening to the shells whisper beneath
meThe pill was working, but I wasn't drifting
off
I got up again, hit redial, listened to the
recorded message, then punched in Dario's
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extension one more timeHis recorded voice
invited me to leave a message at the beep"That one is still NFS
And why was it NFS?
Not because it was genius, although I think it was
Not even because when I looked at it, it was - for
me - like listening to the darkest part of my
heart telling its taleIt was because I felt that
something had let me live just to paint it, and
that to sell it would be to deny my own life, and
all the pain I had undergone to reclaim it
"That one's mine, Dario," I said
Then I went chanel replica handbags back to bed, and that time I slept
How to Draw a Picture (VII)
Remember that "seeing is believing" puts the cart
before the horseArt is the concrete artifact of
faith and expectation, the realization of a world
that would otherwise be little more than a veil of
pointless consciousness stretched over a gulf of
mysteryAnd besides - if you don't believe what
you see, who will believe your art?
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The trouble after the treasure all had to do with
beliefElizabeth was fiercely talented, but she
was only a child - and with children, faith is a
givenIt's part of the standard equipmentNor
are children, even the talented ones (especially
the talented ones), in full possession of their
facultiesTheir reason still sleeps, and the
sleep of reason breeds monsters
Here's a picture I never painted:
Identical twins in identical jumpers, except one
is red, with knock off chanel an L on the front, and the other is
blue, with a T The girls are holding hands as
they run along the path that leads to Shade Beach
They call it that because for most of the day it's
in the shadow of Hag's RockThere are tear-tracks
on their pale round faces, but they will soon be
gone because by now they are too terrorized to cry
If you can believe this, you can see the rest
A giant crow flies slowly past them, upside-down,
its wings outstretchedIt speaks to them in their
Daddy's voice
Lo-Lo falls and cuts her knees on the shells
Tessie pulls her to her feetIt
isn't the upside-down talking crow they are afraid
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of, nor the way the sky sometimes lenses from blue
to a sunset red before going back to blue; it is
the thing behind them
Even with its fangs it still looks a little like
one of the funny frogs Libbit used to draw, but
this one is ever so louis vuitton miroir handbags much bigger, and real enough
to cast a shadowReal enough to stink and shake
the ground each time it jumpsThey have been
frightened by all sorts of things since Daddy
found the treasure, and Libbit says they dassn't
come out of their room at night, or even look out
their windows, but this is day, and the thing
behind them is too real not to be believed, and it
is gaining
The next time it's Tessie who falls and Lo-Lo who
pulls her up, casting a terrified glance behind
her at the thing chasing themIt's surrounded by
dancing bugs it sometimes licks out of the air
Lo-Lo can see Tessie in one bulging, stupid eye
She herself is in the other
They burst onto the beach gasping and out of
breath and now there's nowhere to go but the water
Except maybe there is, because the boat is back
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again, the one they have seen more and more
frequently in the last few omega automatic watches we
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