《Rusty Dream》Drifting Off

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“To die, to sleep -

To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there's the rub,

For in this sleep of death what dreams may come...”

–Hamlet

In drawing, I feel the master study is the best way to learn from another...although I've so little experience with learning how to draw that ideas on the subject can only be approximately put forward, and even then only when an extreme looseness is attached to them.. Teachers can tell one what to draw or copy, but that is only guided self-teaching; in this arrangement, the student is responsible for perception and depiction within the lens ascribed the teacher. In a master study, however, the study is not a self-study. One is pupil to and in dialogue with the master work, just as one is pupil to and in dialogue with the very world when drawing from life.

Learning the digital paint interface. In other words: another frivolity.

Now sleep comes like a cascade, the sandman sure and steady approaches. Somnus reaches out and eyelids grow heavy, sticky to open, and the mind and body wish to enter the nocturnal world...It is strange that in the Aenid Somnus is seen as "...Death's next kin." That greatest balm of life, the second mode of nature, is also death's next door neighbor? We must not coast through the sleeping third of our lives. Let one apply oneself to dreams, not content with whatever comes.

Slumber is strange, the odd routes of reasoning–could they be called so?–that arise.

The jolts to stay awake subside. Eyelids close, eyes shudder and deepness falls upon.

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