Nietzsche believed life to be a dancer and T.S. Eliot believed that "there is only dance".
When I was drawing her face, I realised that her face is without definite features because in life the face that is being formed is our own, therefore the dancer has your face.
"I dance after you. I follow you even when only the slightest traces linger.
Where are you? Give me your hand! Or just your little finger!"
I desire to understand the fire of the maker.
Nietzsche was very similar to Heraclitus—"fire is the fundamental substance (there you have brilliant yellow); everything, like a flame in fire, is born by the death of something else.
All my paintings have yellow in them: it is a defiance against the "dying of the light". Yellow Dancer
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