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Blake's Composite Art: A Study of the Illuminated Poetry
By (author) W.J.T. Mitchell
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Can poem and picture collaborate successfully in a composite art of text and design? Or does one art inevitably dominate the other? W.J.T. Mitchell maintains that Blake's illuminated poems are an exception to Suzanne Langer's claim that ""there are no happy marriages in art—only successful rape."" Drawing on over one hundred reproductions of Blake's pictures, this book shows that neither the graphic nor the poetic aspect of his composite art consistently predominates: their relationship is more like an energetic rivalry, a dialogue between vigorously independent modes of expression. W.J.T. Mitchell is Professor of English and Art and Design at the University of Chicago and editor of Critical Inquiry. Originally published in 1978. The Princeton Legacy Library uses the latest print-on-demand technology to again make available previously out-of-print books from the distinguished backlist of Princeton University Press. These editions preserve the original texts of these important books while presenting them in durable paperback and hardcover editions. The goal of the Princeton Legacy Library is to vastly increase access to the rich scholarly heritage found in the thousands of books published by Princeton University Press since its founding in 1905.
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Publisher | Princeton University Press
Published date | 29 Jan 2019
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Format | Paperback / softback
Pages | 312
Dimensions | 235 x 191 x 0mm (L x W x H)
Weight | 540g
ISBN | 978-0-6916-1356-7
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BISAC | literary criticism / poetry
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