Quotes to like or puzzle over: “There comes a time when you realize that everything is a dream, and only those things preserved in writing have any possibility of being real.” ― James Salter, All That Is
Schopenhauer left us on this date in 1860. (February 22, 1788–September 21, 1860) His major work The World as Will and Representation gave us an understanding of the differences and relationship between Art and Science. Schopenhauer uses mutability as the criterion of distinction — science, he argues, is concerned with change, whereas art contemplates the eternal. Mutability as the tendency to change while the Eternal is the Always. The 1818 masterwork also gave us Schopenhauer on the relationship between genius and madness, and the crucial difference between genius and talent.
In the columns we create in our minds as we live this life, there is one we unconsciously call “This is so True.” Take for example this posting from Ravenous Butterflies.
Sir John Lavery – Anna Pavlova as a Bacchante, 1911
“Freeing yourself was one thing, claiming ownership of that freed self was another.”
Ah, ha! I say to myself. And it goes into that column, all without my involvement. My awareness, my consciousness. It is only in observing my own reaction that I say not only true, but something I want to note. What does that mean, ownership? Am I free? Do I act free? Freely? Do I claim myself in this world, in this life?
Or have I made that break, chosen a life, and then contented myself with that action alone? What thoughts do I then pull in to ask if there’s more, there’s more for the taking? And asking, and being?
So then maybe there’s another column, a sub-column, an endnote. Something that says “Better think about this some more.”
So, I make art based on the idea that death is a part of nature and can be beautiful too. Nothing I like more than seeing nature take over a dead/abandoned thing. Not your usual post but, I thought this group might appreciate it. Enjoy!
“I wish to weep
but sorrow is
I wish to believe
but belief is a
― Charles Bukowski
Above Both posted on Facebook
So for myself, on this fine day of sunshine and outside noises, I’m off to the store for the necessaries of shelter-at-home: Wine and Cheese and Chocolate. Well OK, maybe a small bottle of Vodka. Speaking of, I’ve heard that liquor sales in Ohio are at a 203% increase for the year so far. How’s that for saying something?
Brain Pickings BY MARIA POPOVA has another fine article about Edward Gorey’s work. He was born on this date (February 22, 1925–April 15, 2000). I’ve just ordered The Gashly Crumb Tinies from Amazon. It’s one of my all-time favorites and I can’t believe I don’t own it. It’s an alphabet book of manic and magical proportions, unbelievably anti-normal.
This is from a new site that I am following, even when depressed it seems. From Friends of Picasso—Grand Wild Stallion of Sand Wash Basin. SWB is in Colorado. Meg Frederick Photography is a frequent contributor and displays the best photos. She also has her own separate page.