an aspiration
to ascend on angel wings
carried to the stars
Went to a great exhibition at Compton Verney, called Flight and the Artistic Imagination.
It captures the spirit of humanity’s longing to fly, from the earliest times, in antiquity, to the modern day. And how flight has been an influence.
There are works on display by diverse artists, among the great and the good, Goya, Da Vinci, Paul Nash, Delacroix to name but a few. The beautiful piece below, a paper collage, is by Matisse. It depicts Icarus. Perhaps flying, perhaps falling into the sea. His heart glows red, a nod to our mortality when faced with such lofty ambitions as wanting to fly. Icarus didn’t listen to his master craftsman father Daedalus. He took the wings his father made for him and flew too close to the sun. The wax on the wings melted and he crashed into the sea and died.
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