Scribbles: Cy Twombly

Last night, after a full day of writing work at my Spruce Street office with Brad, I was tired in that good way you get after really concentrated work.  We watched the first episode of the final season of The Sopranos.  After such a long hiatus between episodes, I had forgotten both how violent it is, and how sad.  Then we turned OFF the television and read books.  What a revolutionary concept!  I took one of the big art monographs off the top of one of several Unread Books piles on the coffee table and got lost in the world of Cy Twombly, who is one of my very favorite artists.  He has used similar motifs of writing and scribbles and letters and fragments of words throughout his long working life.  I like art that includes text and words and have been fortunate enough to see Twombly's work in person in San Francisco and New York.  After a long day of writing by hand and typing, it was very restorative to slowly savor books of creative art that incorporates myth and language, too.