Saturday, May 12, 2018

CIRCE



"Kirke Pharmakis" by Troy's Work Table. Deep dreamed by artificial intelligence.

Photo source: "Circe," sculpture, 1860, by Charles-Alphonse-Achille Guméry.

Style source: "Circe Invidiosa," oil on canvas, 1892, by John William Waterhouse.

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"I had a wild thought there, beneath that sky. I will eat these herbs. Then whatever is truly in me, let it be out, at last. I brought them to my mouth. But my courage failed. What was I truly? In the end, I could not bear to know."
—page 65, from Circe by Madeline Miller

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"Let me say what sorcery is not: it is not divine power, which comes with a thought and a blink. It must be made and worked, planned and searched out, dug up, dried, chopped and ground, cooked, spoken over, and sung. Even after all that, it can fail, as gods do not. If my herbs are not fresh enough, if my attention falters, if my will is weak, the draughts go stale and rancid in my hands."
—page 83, from Circe by Madeline Miller

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