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Do not fear


это я.

этот факт гораздо важнее того, что
в то же время это фрагмент картины Чарльза Симса (1873–1928) "Another Attempt At Man's Last Pretence Of Consummation In Indifference". кто переведёт, получит конфету, вкусную, Макс Бреннер.
Лариса: "мужик пытается показать, что ему безразлично, но у него не получается". теплее

Sims was an accomplished and successful academic painter in oil, tempera and watercolour, of figure subjects, genre scenes and landscapes. He studied in London and Paris and exhibited at the Royal Academy from 1894. He won Gold Medals at the Amsterdam and Pittsburgh International Exhibitions in 1912, was elected RWS in 1914 and RA in 1916. He was an official war artist in 1918 and Keeper of the Royal Academy Schools from 1920-26. In the early 1920's Sims began to show signs of mental illness, possibly schizophrenia and his pictures became more improvisatory in execution and revelatory in content. These works, of which "The Prayer" is an example, seem suffused with a sense of the numinous; his figures emanate a spectral light and are contained within glowing auras. His new mystical paintings were shunned by those who had once feted and revered him. Increasingly depressed, he went out at dawn on 13 April 1928 and shot himself at his home in St. Boswells, Scotland.

самогó "небезразличного мужика" найти не удалось -- в интернете, вовне. потому что он внутри

и, как любит делать моя супруга:


Consider the lillies of the field
Consider the carnage and massacre
Consider the love and embraces
Consider the hangingred skies
Consider the pain of your enemy
Consider the hatred of your friend
There, oh there, there is the land
All the musics shall combine
All the daughters are no longer brought low
They are araised
In brightfiregodgiven they rejoice
And those who deny this world
Is the soul of the unbroken one
Lie
This is indeed Paradise
(Come I shall show you where
The stars give birth and sleep)
And all around you is the warm bluegreen breath of heavens
Do not fear
Around you is the vast blueblack space of stars
Do not fear
This is the great ocean
On which the endless waves crash down
God is not dead
There is no death I say
(Come I shall show you where
Dreams go to when they die)
Hurry now; the sun is descending
The shadows wait to play