"...So, like a sentinel, he could not sleep. The night was full of wrong, Earthquakes and executions. Soon he would be dead, And still all over Europe stood the horrible nurses Itching to boil their children. Only his verses Perhaps could stop them: He must go on working: Overhead The uncomplaining stars composed their lucid song." --from the poem Voltaire at Ferney by W.H. Auden

Mind Sketch II is the second of the mind sketches. Cerebral looking emotionally involved pieces of personal expression bullshit confusion love lost thoughts and experimentation. Purposefully quoting Auden whom I admire, specifically focusing on Voltaire for some reason or another.

Mind Sketch II consists of two pieces to be displayed half and half during the day and the night.

Minted on Async Art on June 2021 by Hulki Okan Tabak