the creative life

Posted on November 11, 2011

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In a jail at Nighur, the governor showed him a cell whose floor, walls and vaulted ceiling were covered by a drawing (in barbaric colors that time, before obliterating, had refined) of an infinite tiger. It was a tiger composed of many tigers, and contained seas and Himalayas and armies that resembled other tigers. The painter, a fakir, had died many years before, in that same cell…his initial purpose had been to draw a map of the world.

Borges-The Zahir (which everyone should read for their edification. you can find it here)

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