Canto 14: The Violent, in the Rain of Fire
Dante has a wickedly tortured imagination. Canto 13 about suicide is worse and violates my enlightened, compassionate sensibilities.
Canto 14: The Violent, in the Rain of Fire
Dante has a wickedly tortured imagination. Canto 13 about suicide is worse and violates my enlightened, compassionate sensibilities.
I see my tea companions are a tad incongruent with Dante this morning.
Canto 9: Megaera, Tisiphone, & Alecto
*shiver*
“Midway upon the journey of our life
I found that I was in a dusky wood;
For the right path, whence I had strayed, was lost.”
Loving it! Doré‘s engravings are incredibly detailed.
I‘ve been looking for a Dore illustrated copy of The Inferno and yesterday I found a 1948 edition of the entire Divine Comedy. Yay, jackpot! Then this morning I sat down with it and went down a Google rabbit hole after finding a 1967 check-out card and library stamp. Turns out this book is from the 2nd “insane asylum” built in MN 1879-1983. Pic is of women in that library circa 1930. Has the typical disturbing treatment history.
Great work of art by Italian artist Sabrina Mezzaqui in Museum Voorlinden in The Hague.