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Dance is an ecstatic state that changes the dancers, igniting their passion and one and all, placing them on fire in the flame of love. The metamorphosis of the people into plants or vice verse was widely used in the mythopoetic idea of the ancients. “It is only the gods who taste of death,” remarked Oscar Wilde, “Apollo has passed away, but Hyacinth, whom men say he slew, lives on. Nero and Narcissus are always with is.”
Flamenco, flower, female and love-all merge into one in this painting. The music is audible. The merging of notes and brush strokes, drawing and rhythm, is a dream come true for French poet Arthur Rimbaud who sought a new poetic language. As another French poet, Charles Baudelaire, said “…the sounds, the scents, the colors, correspond.”