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Watercolor and gouache on watercolor paper

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"I tried hard to forget, but there remained inside me a vague knot of air. And as time went by, the knot began to take on a clear and simple form, a form that I am able to put into words, like this:

Death exists, not as the opposite but as a part of life.

[...]

Until that time I had understood death as something entirely separate from and independent of life. The hand of death is bound to take us, I had felt, but until the day it reaches out to us, it leaves us alone. This had seemed to me the simple, logical truth. Life is here, death is over there. I am here, not over there. [...] I lost the ability to see death (and life) in such simple terms. Death was not the opposite of life. It was already here, within my being, it had always been here, and no struggle would permit me to forget that."

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

Description

Watercolor and gouache on watercolor paper

References:

"I tried hard to forget, but there remained inside me a vague knot of air. And as time went by, the knot began to take on a clear and simple form, a form that I am able to put into words, like this:

Death exists, not as the opposite but as a part of life.

[...]

Until that time I had understood death as something entirely separate from and independent of life. The hand of death is bound to take us, I had felt, but until the day it reaches out to us, it leaves us alone. This had seemed to me the simple, logical truth. Life is here, death is over there. I am here, not over there. [...] I lost the ability to see death (and life) in such simple terms. Death was not the opposite of life. It was already here, within my being, it had always been here, and no struggle would permit me to forget that."

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood