This Mexican fire opal looks like a sunset above the clouds when illuminated just right.
Image credit: Jeff Schultz
House with the Red Door
acrylic, ink on 24” x 24” wood panel
Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal, 1857
Translated by Richard Howard, 1982
Gentle reader, being - as you are -
a cautious man of uncorrupted tastes,
lay aside this disobliging work,
as orgiastic as it is abject.
Unless you’ve graduated from the school
of Satan (devil of a pedagogue!)
the poems will be Greek to you, or else
you’ll set me down for one more raving fool.
If, however, your impassive eye
can plunge into the chasms on each page,
read on, my friend: you’ll learn to love me yet.
Inquiring spirit, fellow-sufferer
in search, even here, of your own Paradise,
pity me … If not, to Hell with you!
- “Epigraph For A Banned Book”