I love this painting and even just it's title. But the combination is magic.
"Nostalgia of the Infinite" inspires awe in me. Also a sense that it's not just awe at a potential thing that might theoretically exist. But instead at something that you know, and had known and experienced and enjoyed at one time, that you remember fondly (ie. theophany on a grand scale).
It warms the heart and produces a hope and yearning.
May have been silly, but commenting on my sister's blog it inspired me to write:
Remember, before we started constantly breaking everything down into tiny pieces to analyze and control? It used to just stretch out there before us, vaster than worlds, boundless and heart-shaking, beyond imagination.
Man, I long for that feeling again.
(And, via the wonder of "nostalgia" here it is!)
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