9. A arte será sempre a fricção entre o mundo interior e o mundo exterior. A capacidade de transformar esse conflito numa forma possível é o trabalho dos artistas e dos poetas. Mas esse trabalho tem de ser feito segundo os valores mais antigos e eternos: "bravura, nobreza e entrega." Que ninguém se iluda, os covardes não têm acesso à Beleza.
Rui Chafes em "O Perfume das Buganvílias".
'Listen,' Enishte Effendi said to me, 'here, draw a horse of your own imagining, right here.' For three days, like the great artists of old, I sketched hundreds of horses so I might come to know exactly what 'a horse of my own imagining' was. To accustom my hand, I drew a series of horses on a coarse sheet of Samarkand paper.
I took this sketches out and showed them to Elegant. He looked at them with interest and, leaning close to the paper, began to study the black and white horses in the faint moonlight. "The old masters of Shiraz and Herat," I said, "claimed that a miniaturist would have to sketch horses unceasingly for fifty years to be able to truly depict the horse that Allah envisioned and desired. They claimed that the best picture of a horse should be drawn in the dark, since a true miniaturist would go blind working over that fifty-year period, but in the process, his hand would memorize the horse."
Pamuk em My Name is Red que, embora muito feio acto, está aqui para ler.
Horse and Groom, by Haydar Ali, early 16th century
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tinha-me perguntado -ela- se podia escrever um livro e respondi ou respondi não respondendo. nem em um milhão de anos, tinha pensado então e penso ainda.
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