50.8x61 cm ~ Painting, Oil
On a recent trip to Hades, I was pleased to catch Orpheus reinvent his music in a concert that could inspire the heart of stone to cry and shout for the return of his lost love.
After all these centuries, he didn’t give up on the creation of a transcendent sound that releases Eurydice from the dark curtain of the underworld. Even if his adaptation of another instrument to replace the lyre was successful, he, being the part human that he was, couldn’t resist looking back to behold her beauty so long denied. As was the inevitable consequence, just as she was about to be freed to the light of the living, she was drawn beyond the reach of man.
Was Orpheus a selfish fool? I think not. What human could resist for long the wish to behold the beauty we have all been searching for.
Regrettably, as is the fate of many a successful musician, Orpheus was dismembered by unhinged groupies. It is said that it was in fact a blessing for poor Orpheus, who happily walks hand in hand with Eurydice in the underworld. Perhaps this explains the reluctance of anyone to return from a place we are so determined to avoid.
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