There are many stories of artists whose art seemed to predict the future, sometimes even their own unusual deaths. Michael Richards was working in his Twin Towers studio on a bronze sculpture of himself being pierced by planes like St. Sebastian when the plane hit his floor on 9/11.
Morgan Robertson, who in 1898 wrote a novel about the sinking of the biggest ship in the world after colliding with an iceberg on its way to New York called The Wreck of the Titan, died on the Titanic in 1912.
Morgan Robertson, who in 1898 wrote a novel about the sinking of the biggest ship in the world after colliding with an iceberg on its way to New York called The Wreck of the Titan, died on the Titanic in 1912.
Joseph Campbell said that artists are the modern shamans. My mind is stuck on this as I resist the heavy pull of sleep despite sickness and all sensibility. What was Morgan Robertson thinking as he stepped on board the Titanic? Do artists sense the ripples of their future, or do they create it?
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