William Blake may very well be my favorite author/poet/artist. His works are inspiring and thought provoking. His religious beliefs, which rely mainly on a relationship with the Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and seem to conflict with the structural confines of the church, fall closely in line with my own. However, it is his relationship with his wife that most endears me to the man. They loved each other in a true and deep manner, which seemed to transcend this earth and our short lives on it. This is the manner in which I want to love.
One of my favorite paintings of his, The Ghost of a Flea, seems to show a sort of vampiric creature that he claims to have seen in his dreams.
He also wrote the Songs of Innocence and the Songs of Experience, which clearly show the difference that perception can make in one’s life.
He was petitioned to do paintings for Dante’s Inferno, but died while working on these pieces.
Here is my favorite of Blake’s poems