My most profound childhood memory involves reading a family bible. The illustrations, mostly Baroque-era paintings, did not function as a mere visual embodiment of the text. Rather, the pictures communicated in a far more powerful language, evoking both comfort and trepidation.
The words of the book provided little interest, but the imagery moved me to contemplate the unseen. It is the pictures I remember – not the words.
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