Arthur Rimbaud #2
This drawing gets more of his contempt, the contempt of a dreamer, who envisioned an alchemical Utopia, seeing around him the metallic hypocrisies of the Age. And being a Seer, the same only worse into the Future. But did he have to run off to Java, Aden, Africa, trading coffee and God-knows what else… without leaving a little manuscript tucked away in a trunk in some Chief’s bunker? Did he?