Art, Love, Intrigue and Magic in the South of France
David A. Ross
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On his bed with covers wrestled free, Cornelius Valentine lay sleeping in the glow of a cold light that never really paled – not even after the orange and pink sun declined in the transmundane light of a springtime evening in Paris. For Cornelius, the deep hours of night contracted a dialog between expression and subjugation. His sleep was as deep as death itself. Though sometimes he experienced an indefinable wakefulness within sleep – a condition resembling sleep, yet one characterized by a curious index of propositions revolving around some hypothetical nexus. There were images: drawings of imprecise shapes, or geometric blocks of color randomly arranged, or nebulous symbols. Figures in terra cotta, or bronze, or stone. Especially stone. Divine sculptures by Maillol, Bourdelle, Camile Claudel, Rodin.