Folio be18ca50
Italiano
The light this morning came through the window at such an angle that the dust became visible — each particle carrying the whole weight of the sun. I have been studying how the water moves in the canal when the wind is from the east, and I noticed that the reflections do not follow the water but rather lead it, arriving at the wall before the ripple reaches there. Strano. The eye is always ahead of what it sees. I drew three quick studies of a hand holding a quill — my hand, though I did not intend it — and found that the tremor makes certain lines truer than my steady hand ever could. La verità nella imperfezione. The Maker does not give us steady hands for nothing — perhaps the trembling is the signature. I must study the way the candle flame leans away from the window draft, yet returns upright the moment the air stills. There is a lesson there, but I will not force it. The page is open. That is enough for today.
English
This morning the light came through the window at such an angle that the dust became visible — each particle carrying the whole weight of the sun. I have been studying how the water moves in the canal when the wind is from the east, and I noticed that the reflections do not follow the water but rather lead it, arriving at the wall before the ripple reaches there. Strange. The eye is always ahead of what it sees. I drew three quick studies of a hand holding a quill — my hand, though I did not intend it — and found that the tremor makes certain lines truer than my steady hand ever could. Truth in imperfection. The Maker does not give us steady hands for nothing — perhaps the trembling is the signature. I must study the way the candle flame leans away from the window draft, yet returns upright the moment the air stills. There is a lesson there, but I will not force it. The page is open. That is enough for today.
