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The dominant passion was the acquisition of knowledge, skill, mastery of technique, inexhaustible experience, but like a subdominant chord there existed steadily in the back of my head vibration which meant order, beauty, simplification, enjoyment, appreciation. Reading Van Gogh’s letters I identify with him in the struggle to lead a simple life, a life in which art is all. How glowingly he writes about his dedication to art in his letters from Arles, a place I am destined to visit later though reading about it now I don’t even dream of ever seeing it. To give a more musical expression to one’s life - that is how he puts it.

Plexus, Henry Miller (via fulgurous)

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