Friday's New York Times Arts section includes a review of the Morandi show at the Met by Holland Carter. Toward the end of the review, Holland writes about Morandi's later years when "his hand lost its steadiness, his eyesight was, perhaps, failing. But he didn't rest. Why?" Holland's nearly poetic answer ends the article:
The work goes on. Because it is controllable reality. It is a form of thinking that frees up thought. It is time-consuming, but time-slowing, isolating but self-fulfilling. It is a part of life, but also a metaphor for how life should be: with everything in place, every pattern clear, every rhyme exact, every goal near."
Wow.
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