A recent discovery: Terrance advises me that he was unaware this piece had been published. He writes, "I don't remember getting paid for it. I guess I sold the paintings..."
What follows is my edit/ordering, with the panel text appearing below each of the paintings. The cover of the magazine appears at the end of the piece.
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| Of my dejected soul I have made this domain wherein I spend my days. / In the shadows of lonely places a heavy weight of hours has bowed and tamed me. |
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| Pursued by doubts I flee. The face of Earth has maddened me. |
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| And in my darkest hour, I summon Night! For evil has no power to those that sleep and rather than live I would sleep... / ...Lulled in soft slumber and caresses as dark as death, to be held in Night's eclipse. The stream of Lethe issuing from his lips. |
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| And in dreams more wild than were ever known, we will rise in graceful bounds upon the incensed breath of night to touch the face of God. / All gratitude to Byron, Keats, and, especially... Baudelaire. |
I especially like the combination of pointillist textures and the forms suggesting Eves Tanguy, moreover expressing Terrance's characteristic "paleo-life form" surrealist creatures. Acknowledging Byron, Keats and Baudelaire is a nice touch, as it points readers away from the magazine and toward a critical-historical context that transcends the sensational and commercial factors that otherwise (and usually in this particular publication) constrain the possibilities for enriching the reader's understanding of emotions, emotional content, emotional correlatives... and taste. Terrance's paintings place fine art into the hands of a large audience, which can only be good.
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