Day 0018

I have started a copy of Leonardo's three-quarters view of the Virgin.

I finished In Search of Lost Time tonight. It is the greatest book I have ever read, and one that will surely stay with me for my whole life. I feel an artistic and sensory overload; I have been immersed in the impressionists at the Met today, I have been learning from Leonardo all night, and I have just come to the end of the best book I have ever read.

So that I should ask neither their praise nor their blame but only that they should tell me if it was right or not, whether the words they were reading within themselves were those I wrote

Yes, the words I read within myself were the ones he wrote. All of the most profound insights I have ever glimpsed about myself, art and other people are here eclipsed by countless others of even greater profundity. It is so dense with insight, real, penetrating insight, that I feel it will take a lifetime to absorb. The same with the art I have been looking at.

I am more resolved than ever to devote myself to art, fully and earnestly.