In a message dated 12/18/13 8:09:13 PM, [email protected] writes:
> In the simplest way that i can say it, for me, things that i have never > experienced or have forgotten are things that are more apt to have some > aesthetic value in me. And realism that i'm familiar with is > just > that, like a reaction of "nice to see you again" > nothing more. > It doesn't quite work that way for me, Mando. Granted, if I'm exposed to a work repeatedly over a short time, I can become "sated" -- the same way I can become sated with a favorite food-taste. Given a vacation from the work or food, I recover something very like the original ecstasy. After such a vacation from Beethoven's Ninth, I've never returned to it and found it nothing more than "nice".
