After three years of war he could resume work. Three years . . . ! As he stood in the center of his allegorical blocks he divined that time too was a tool: a major work of art required months, years for its emotional elements to solidify. Time was a yeast; many aspects of the Day and Dusk, the Madonna, which had eluded him before now seemed clear to him, their form matured, their definition resolved. A work of art meant growth from the particular to the universal. To a work of art, time brought timelessness.
~ Irving Stone: The Agony and the Ecstasy, Book Nine, Chapter 5
by christineplouvier | June 30, 2016 · 6:00 am