第39章流年故事(4)
Iernoonofthatfirstseeingday,Ishouldtakealongwalkinthewoodsandintoxicatemyeyesoiesoftheworlddesperatelytoabsorbihevastsplendorwhistantlyunfoldihosewhosee。OnthewayhomefrommywoodlandjauntmypathwouldlienearafarmsothatImightseethepatienthhinginthefield(perhapsIshouldseeonlyatradthesereofmenlivihesoil。AndIshouldprayfloryofacolorfulsu。
Whenduskhadfallen,IshouldexperiehedoubledelightofbeioseebyartificiallightwhiiusofmaoextendthepowerofhissightwhenNaturedecreesdarkness。
Iofthatfirstdayofsight,Ishouldosleep,sofullwouldbemymindofthememoriesoftheday。
TheSedDay
&day—theseddayofsight—Ishouldarisewiththedawhrillingmiraclebywhiightistraoday。Ishouldbeholdwithawethemagpanoramaoflightwithwhiawakensthesleepih。
ThisdayIshoulddevotetoahastyglimpseoftheresent。Ishouldwahepageantofmahekaleidoscopeoftheages。Howupressedihroughthemuseums,ofcourse。OfteedtheNewYorkMuseumofNaturalHistorytotouchwithmyhandsmasthereexhibited,butIhavelohmyeyesthesedhistoryoftheearthanditsinhabitantsdisplayedthereanimalsandtheraeheirnativee;giganticcarcassesofdinosaursandmastodonswhiedtheearthlongbeforemahhistinystatureandpowerfulbrain,toquertheanimalkiitationsoftheprocessesofdevelopmentinanimals,inman,andintheimplementswhihasusedtofashionforhimselfaseeonthispla;andathousaheraspeaturalhistory。
Iwonderhowmahisarticlehaveviewedthispanoramaofthefaceoflivingthingsaspithatinspiringmuseum。Many,ofcourse,havenothadtheopportunity,butIamsurethatmanywhohavehadtheopportumadeuseofit。There,indeed,isaplacetouseyoureyes。Youendmanyfruitfuldaysthere,butIwithmyimaginarythreedaysofsight,lytakeahastyglimpse,andpasson。
&opwouldbetheMetropolita,forjustastheMuseumofNaturalHistoryrevealsthematerialaspectsoftheworld,sodoestheMetropolitanshowthemyriadfaanspirit。Throughoutthehistoryofhumaoartisticexpressioaspowerfulastheurgeforfood,shelter,aiohevastetropolitanMuseum,isuhespiritofEgypt,Greee,asexpressedi。IkhroughmyhauredgodsaheaNile-lacopiesofParthenonfriezes,aherhythmicbeautyAthenianwarriors。ApollosaheWioryofSamothracearefriendsofmyfihegnarledbeardedfeaturesofHomeraredeartome,forhe,too,knewblindness。
Myhandshavelihelivingmarbleofromansculptureaswellasthateions。IhavepassedmyhaerigelandheroicMoses;IhavesehepowerofRodin;Ihavebeehedevothicw。Theseartswhibetouchedhavemeanievetobeseeha,andIlyguessatthebeautywhishiddenfromme。IadmirethesimplelinesofaGreekvase,butitsfigureddesarelosttome。
Soonthis,myseddayofsight,Ishouldtrytoprobeintothesoulhthisart。ThethihroughtouchIshouldnowsee。Moresplendidstill,thewholemagworldofpaintingwouldbeopeheItalianPrimitives,withtheirserenereligiousdevotion,totheModerns,withtheirfeverishvisions。IshouldlookdeepintothevasesofRaphael,LeonardoDaVin,Rembrandt。IshouldwamyeyesuponthewarmcolorsofVerohemysteriesofE1Greco,ewvisionofNaturefromCorot。Oh,thereissomuchrigaheartoftheagesforyouwhohaveeyestosee!
UponmyshortvisittothistempleofartIshouldoreviewafraofthatgreatworldofartwhitoyou。Ishouldbeabletogetonlyasuperficialimpression。Artiststellmethatfordeepandtrueappreofartoheeye。Ohroughexperiehemeritsofline,ofposition,offormandcolor。IfIhadeyes,hoilywouldIembarkuponsofasgastudy!YetIamtoldthat,tomanyofyouwhohaveeyestosee,theworldofartisadarknight,unexploredandunillumiwouldbewithextremerelucethatIshouldleavetheMetropolitanMuseum,whisthekeytobeauty—abeautysoed。Seeingpersoantofiobeauty。Thesamekeylieswaitinginsmallermuseums,andinbooksontheshelvesofevensmalllibraries。Butnaturally,inmylimitedtimeofimaginarysight,Ishouldchoosetheplacewherethekeyutreasuresitime。