Sunday, January 03, 2010

The Holy Tree

“Above all this stood an enormous tree all bleached under the sun, the rain, the cold, and deprived of leaves. This was the Holy Tree. I myself don’t know why this tree was holy but I had witnessed many people, whoever did pass by, that would tear voluntarily a strip of their clothes and attach this to the tree. Thus through many years of the same act, like a veritable parade of banners under the pressure of wind all these personal inscriptions of signature, very softly to my innocent ear used to give echo to the sh-h-h-sh-h of silver leaves of the poplars.”

Arshile Gorki (1942)
In: Herschel B. Chipp (1984), Theories of Modern Art: A Source Book by Artists and Critics, University of California Press, Berkeley, Los Angeles & London, p.536


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