The more materialistic science becomes, the more angels shall I paint. Their wings are my protest in favor of the immortality of the soul.
Edward Burne-JonesRead
I mean by a picture a beautiful romantic dream of something that never was, never will be - in a light better than any light that ever shone - in a land no one can define, or remember, only desire
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote describes an idealized vision of beauty and dreams that exist beyond reality.
Edward Burne-Jones highlights the nature of art and dreams as representations of perfection and beauty that may never actually exist in the real world. This vision is captured in a realm of imagination where these ideals shine brighter than any real experience, conveying a sense of longing for something unattainable, yet deeply desired.
Themes
ArtDreamsBeautyImaginationDesire
In practice
Example use cases
During a gallery opening, to evoke the emotional aspect of the artwork on display.
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