Miniatures for my maîtresse 9
Which creature, more hybrid than the cat! What makes our cat human, is a feeling for reciprocity – a do ut des: small, grey mice are offered to us in exchange for a caress or for a little dish of his daily victuals. Unprecedentedly bestial, though, he is in the manner in which he first stalks his little prey, then pounces it. Yesterday, I felt a lump rising in my throat, experiencing a shock between two aesthetics: on the one hand, the splendour of his elegant, feline body, its undulating lushness with which it offers its presents; on the other hand, the heart-breaking beauty of the rather large ears on that tiny, sad dead mouse’s body. Our condition humaine exists in regarding such a situation in terms of choice: to be for or against one of these two forms of beauty. The hybrid nature of the cat fuses both in one majestic cycle.
Sierksma, Haarlem 15.11/1989