Redon’s works are as difficult to describe as last night’s inscrutable dream, clearly emblazoned in the mind but impossible to relay to another. The hallucinatory quality to Redon’s work is not limited to the subject matter but extends to his aesthetic as well. Radically different from his contemporaries, Redon worked in pastels that bubbled up, popped, and faded into sweet oblivion.
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