the spanish ocean ; mixed media on canvas, 8 x 10 inches. Dark shadows in hard sunshine. * * * * * Last night we watched The Diving Bell and the Butterfly . C thought it was a war movie, and kept asking when the hellfire killing would break out, when really it was the inner, deep-water passage of an almost completely paralyzed man (Jean-Dominique Bauby, left with only the ability to blink one eye) trying to tell the story of his life before and after the stroke which felled him. Shot almost entirely from his perspective, with its fitful view and hushed inner voice, this movie often had the tranquil quality of reverie, rendered through filtered sunshine. I enjoyed it a great deal, although C complained that it could have used a vampire or a car chase.
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