The Last Time I Saw Richard, from Blue, 1971.
In 1979 Mitchell reflected, “The Blue album, there’s hardly a dishonest note in the vocals. At that period of my life, I had no personal defenses. I felt like a cellophane wrapper on a pack of cigarettes. I felt like I had absolutely no secrets from the world and I couldn’t pretend in my life to be strong. Or to be happy. But the advantage of it in the music was that there were no defenses there either.”
There’s a very nice passage in Rebecca Solnit’s A Field Guide to Getting Lost, Viking 2005. She writes about “the blue at the far edge of what can be seen, that color of horizons, of remote mountain ranges, of anything far away … the color of there, seen from here. The color of where you are not.” Quite beautiful. I’ve included the passage here: The Blue of Desire.
My travels took me to other pleasures and other places.
Screenshot from Maria Popova’s excellent essay on Rebecca Solnit’s A Field Guide to Getting Lost. Full essay can be found here.
From a week long trip to Montana … travel by train there & back again. One day picking huckleberries, one day Going-to-the-Sun, then to Craig’s farm on the prairie: vast vistas … glowing sunsets … peace.
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Giclee print - 60 x 80 cm
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