“I felt as if I had begun to self-obliterate, to revolve in the infinity of endless time and the absoluteness of space, and be reduced to nothingness.” ~ Yayoi Kusuma

Went to the doctor today . . . finally. Got some antibiotics and a heavy-duty cough medicine. Hoping to be better this weekend, or at least well enough to sit here and write.

Meanwhile, thought I’d share some beauty with you: Japanese artist Yayoi Kusama, a still image and a video:

“Aftermath of Obliteration of Eternity,” Yayoi Kusama (2009 Mixed Media Installation)

                   

“One day I was looking at the red flower patterns of the tablecloth on a table, and when I looked up I saw the same pattern covering the ceiling, the windows and the walls, and finally all over the room, my body and the universe. I felt as if I had begun to self-obliterate, to revolve in the infinity of endless time and the absoluteness of space, and be reduced to nothingness. As I realized it was actually happening and not just in my imagination, I was frightened. I knew I had to run away lest I should be deprived of my life by the spell of the red flowers. I ran desperately up the stairs. The steps below me began to fall apart and I fell down the stairs straining my ankle.” (in reference to her 1954 painting, “Flower”)

                   

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