[Fitzgerald] believes that, for some obsessive, unconfident artists, their images will destroy them if they remain unexpressed. Burne-Jones might have said, ‘with Jung’: ‘If I had left these images hidden in my emotions, they would have torn me in pieces.’ Art for such people is a form of exorcism. It is the job of the biographer to enter the inner life, understand the obsessive images, and see how they become the ‘burden’ of the works. The ‘burden’…for Burne-Jones [are], ‘the enchantment of the willing victim, sleep, waiting, imprisonment, loneliness, guiding, rescue, the quest, losing and finding, tending the helpless, flying, sea-crossing, clinging together, the ritual procession and dance, love dominant and without pity, the haunting angel, the entry into life.’
"Twice in your life you know that you are approved of by everyone: when you learn to walk, and when you learn to read." —Penelope Fitzgerald
For the holidays, new copies of my novel-in-stories, NAN, which I published (and illustrated) myself, are available from Harmon Blunt Publishers, a small publishing house I started with my brother a few years ago. NAN is in some stores in NYC, and on Amazon/B&N, but If you buy it directly from me, I’ll personally sign/inscribe it for you! Thank you for your support!
Another sketchbook drawing from my first book. It’s a little grim. Sorry about that!
For Halloween, I’m posting chapters of my gothic ghost story novel THE UNWELCOME on Fictionaut. The story follows a young historic preservationist hired to evaluated a decrepit estate (with a grisly history) on a small island off the coast of Maine. You can start with the Prelude HERE.
Then, proceed on…
more to come…