|Message from Buz Kiefer
Looking is something altogether apart from seeing. We see with the intellect and the heart and, of the two, the heart has the clearer understanding. It is more attuned to the essential for it knows far more than our rational processes permit.
"When Rilke worked for Rodin, the great sculptor advised Rilke to visit the zoo and to watch the animals closely. Only then would he understand what sculpting was all about. Not until one achieves an “inseeing,” Rilke meant an intense identification with the object of our gazing to the point that our inseeing becomes an outseeing: the ego disappears. The temporary disappearance of the ego seems to be the key not only of the aesthetic but also of the spiritual experience."
(In the Jardin des Plantes, Paris)
His gaze is from the passing of bars
so exhausted, that it doesn't hold a thing anymore.
For him, it's as if there were thousands of bars
and behind the thousands of bars no world.
The sure stride of lithe, powerful steps,
that around the smallest of circles turns,
is like a dance of pure energy about a center,
in which a great will stands numbed.
Only occasionally, without a sound, do the covers
of the eyes slide open—. An image rushes in,
goes through the tensed silence of the frame—
only to vanish, forever, in the heart.
-- Rainer Maria Rilke
"A weird, lovely, fantastic object out of nature like Delicate Arch has the curious ability to remind us - like rock and sunlight and wind and wilderness - that out there is a different world, older and greater and deeper by far than ours... For a little while we are again able to see, as the children see, a world of marvels. For a few moments we discover that nothing can be taken for granted, for if this ring of stone is marvelous then all which shaped it is marvelous, and our journey here on earth, able to see and touch and hear in the midst of tangible and mysterious things-in-themselves, is the most strange and daring of all adventures."
-- Edward Abbey
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The poets, writers, the sages and voices of their time, they are a chorus, the anthem they share is the same: the great and the small are joined, the beautiful lives, the other dies, and all is foolish except honor, love, and what little is known by the heart.
-- James Salter
Rest in Peace, James.
"If a work lacks esthetic beauty and is not intellectually pleasing
and requires instead some esoteric explanation of the artist's
intentions, it's not art, it's bullshit."
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