Liminal zones or beings occupy the narrow space between two opposites, a bit of both, wholly neither. Twilight is the liminal time between day and night. Venice is a liminal city, between aquatic and terrestrial. A centaur is a liminal being: half horse, half human. A cronut is a liminal snack: half croissant, half donut, all delicious.
No creator has better embodied the liminal than Renaissance painter Hieronymus Bosch, whose work is being featured this year, the 500th anniversary of his presumed death (so little is known of his life that scholars can only guess at his birth and death dates). Exhibitions around the world bring this Renaissance Dutch painter to the fore: at Harvard’s Fogg Museum, at the Museo del Prado in Madrid and in his hometown, the wonderfully-named (and punctuated) ‘s-Hertogenbosch.
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