Sunset, Saturday, 5 December 2009

Stony Point, Albemarle County, Va. Oil on paper, 16 x 20.

Snowing since mid-morning, although with the air in the mid-30s, mostly just a heavy trace on the ground.

I was surprised by something in Proust, first just by the fact that he said it, and then by the strange way it struck me as relating to two seemingly very different things: internet and sunset (web and sun).

For, after all, my mind had to be a single thing; or perhaps there is only a single mind, in which everybody has a share, a mind to which all of us look, isolated though each of us is within a private body, just as at the theater, where, though every spectator sits in a separate place, there is only one stage.