Eek. Whenever I read such sentiments, I feel worried. As if art justifies or redeems the darkest or even the most banal of human crimes. Much as I value art, I can't value any work, however masterly, over a human life. To do so empties art of all its possible meaning and makes it wittingly or not the tool of power. Yes, this despite Tamberlaine and Samarkand, etc etc. A dilemma I am still to resolve. Even now, our meanest luxuries come at a huge human cost. This may be the fact, but I can't find anything redemptive or triumphant in it. xA On Sat, Nov 15, 2008 at 5:35 PM, bj omanson <[log in to unmask]> wrote: Showing that Old Master methods > are still fresh and meaningful is Nerdrum's way of indicating that however > much human beings are subject to the terror of annihilation anxiety, whether > for individual or social reasons, the consummate artistry with which their > suffering can be represented triumphs over it. -- Editor, Masthead: http://www.masthead.net.au Blog: http://theatrenotes.blogspot.com Home page: http://www.alisoncroggon.com