Oedipus might feel intimi- dated. A giant keyhole, a tiny key. But that's what happens when you run home to Mother, no matter whether she's the legendary subject of a da Vinci portrait or the restoration of an earlier restoration of a heavy prog band out of Germany, known for the completely self-referential songs of the female lead. | […not only to read the text & to look at the pictures but to fill the gap between the two with meaning — that is, to produce a plausible fiction that will relate them — then the key is to the keyhole as the text is to the pictures.] Alain Robbe-Grillet: La Belle Captive |
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