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Youth finds out that it is the lower part of nature that is influenced by the kinds of fashion in thought, custom, and entertainnment.

"Old, fetid world dying in its machines." So the old guys sang and I knew what they meant. I felt contentions over the question of forms; forms and the idea of progress. If, in other words, there was progress in human affairs there will be a version of that progress in artistic forms. The idea was to find the conjunction between the feeling form of the "society" and the content of the work itself. And that is thread easily to lose in the maze it all makes.

There were times I felt like the toy my young daughter got out of gum machine; it was a plastic bubble inside of which was a panting red-eyed dog or wolf.

"There is a conscience that intersects with experience to form limits within you, 'in the language and style of the day.' So he would say wearing suspenders and an old straw hat. He knew I was experiencing an acute conflict between the "old" and the "new." I didn't want the old form really or the old ideas but I always wanted to retain the old and ancient spirit that doesn't have any specific content in it. Yet, what is the mania for newness but an old barbarism? Old forms that have worked in the past are a pretty net hanging right above the innocent head.



David Eide
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