Peter Leight

 
 

I DON’T HAVE A PROBLEM WITH AUTHORITY

 

I don’t have a problem with authority in the portraits of Rembrandt van Rijn.

I don’t have a problem with the authority in the fish-eyed duck face Self Portrait in a Cap, Open-Mouthed.

I don’t have a problem with the preemptive authority of the soft hat perched asymmetrically like a crooked bird or the white feathered bonnet standing up like a freestyle crown.

I don’t have a problem with freestyle as long as it’s truly free and you can leave when you feel like it.

I don’t have a problem with the shadowy authority of the triangular Rembrandt patch under the eye on the less illuminated side of the portrait.

I don’t have a problem with the authority of illumination as long as there’s enough for everybody.

I don’t have the slightest problem with authority as long as everybody has the same amount.

I don’t have a problem with secret authority, though I don’t like cryptic crosswords.

I don’t have a problem with the dark authority of the depthless background.

I don’t have a problem with authority buried in the dark corners of the corneas.

I don’t have a problem with authority in the links of the chains and the chambered corners of the puffed ruffs,

the delicate panels of lace and the mirrored surface of pearls.

I don’t have a problem with the authority of appearance as long as it pays the painter’s bills.

I don’t have a problem with apparent authority when it’s hanging on the wall.

I don’t have a problem with authority in the portraits of Rembrandt van Rijn.