It is easy to sneer at the chickens ignoring the glorious peacock, but they were eating their lunch. Perhaps the peacock is just as ridiculous when she is performing for the wrong audience. If I am bringing to your mind overtones of luxury, decadence, artificiality, living in the past, academic tradition, lack of harmony with the green earth herself and with the noble biped we call man, then you aren't pickup up the vibrations of my tuning fork. Far from being decadent or over-civilized, the phoenix vision is archetypal and primitive, and goes back to the very night of time. And in the enchanted phoenix vision I am trying to open out, to unfold like and Oriental screen before you, there is a word that must come first.
Every door opens a view more beautiful than the one before.
Pomegranate, damask, amethyst, apricot -these are words that instantly evoke something beautiful. The door, closed, has the power of the unknown. The door, opened, can lead you into another world. Perhaps a room with elements like an alcove, a curtained bed, glass cases-even a spirit house from Indonesia. For all these are spaces within spaces that enchant the eye and mind.