If Rembrandt Were Alive...

If Rembrandt were alive and living inside me (maybe he is), he would see a glorious work before him and would capture it.  Many shades applied richly onto canvas–buried deep within the black only seeing in the dark–ah tis rich–listening to the music that is not playing–going only with the movements of that which is felt.  I see beauty for what it is.  No more.  No less.  Perhaps it is the eye of the master himself who draws my attention to the work. ~ Maggie ~ December 11, 2008 @ 6:33 p.m. EST