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July 28, 2015


Reasons for writing (usually fiction but it can also work with factual matters) seem to share the same impulse as the urge to draw. And, as you point out, juxtaposition is at the heart of it. An intrinsically interesting detail crops up; it could be anything: a human situation, a new artefact, a fragment of speech, a moral dilemma, a natural scene, anything. On its own, though, it remains inanimate but its uniqueness encourages the mind to work in a certain way: to test it against other remembered details. This might seem like a long shot but it's odd how quickly something fits. And lo, the original detail takes on life, giving birth to our old friend: what next?

Can we take credit for bringing about this juxtaposition? You're probably better equipped to answer that one than I am.

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Who was Cassandra?

  • In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.