tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781330169190305642.post2581948706356092876..comments2023-10-25T10:32:22.937-04:00Comments on Eyes That Hear: Threads of the Unconscious MindAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03504808145024099961noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781330169190305642.post-64695357588846708932011-09-08T21:34:15.922-04:002011-09-08T21:34:15.922-04:00I've always identified somehow with St. Sebast...I've always identified somehow with St. Sebastian. Is it the Catholic martyr boy complex? I remember seeing a rendition of the saint, in a glass covered tomb, out near the Appian Way in Rome. Very romantic to die that way, and be visited by so many pilgrims.Greghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12800186030987344709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781330169190305642.post-60405733384703693292010-06-10T07:53:18.504-04:002010-06-10T07:53:18.504-04:00Yes, ironic and uncanny. Sometimes, somehow, we (t...Yes, ironic and uncanny. Sometimes, somehow, we (the artist preeminently) seek the form of our own demise.sladkomnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00522338233463557684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781330169190305642.post-56429096539389710212010-06-09T08:14:57.035-04:002010-06-09T08:14:57.035-04:00absolutely beautiful sculpture ... uncanny the ult...absolutely beautiful sculpture ... uncanny the ultimate demise of the sculptor.beth cioffolettihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09300116274007165612noreply@blogger.com