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26 November 2005
«L'enfance
c'est le monde du miracle et du merveilleux : c'est comme si la création
surgissait, lumineuse, de la nuit, toute neuve et toute fraîche, et tout
étonnante. Il n'y a plus d'enfance à partir du moment où les choses ne
sont plus étonnantes. […]. C'est bien cela le paradis, le monde du
premier jour. Etre chassé de l'enfance, c'est être chassé du paradis,
c'est être adulte» (Journal
en Miettes, p55)
"Childhood is the
domain of miracle, in which creation bursts forth from the night, luminous
and fresh and astonishing. Childhood ends when things cease to
astonish us...to grow into an adult is to be chased from the garden of
Eden."
~ from Fragments
of a Journal (literally Journal in
Crumbs), by Eugene Ionesco,
born this day in 1909
Ionesco's art derives from
the ability to perceive absurdity in everyday life, retained into
maturity.
"The world of
actuality melts in every moment...as though all were untethered from its
moorings.... What remains - vividly present - is a tearing of the veil of
appearances"
"The universe seems to me infinitely strange and foreign. At such a moment I gaze upon it with a mixture of anguish and
euphoria..."
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