“When people look at my pictures I want them to feel the way they do when they want to read a line of a poem twice”.
Robert Frank
Oftentimes with art appreciation it is hard to capture in words either what we actually experience in the presence of magnificent art; or what we as artists hope for when we show work.
I think that this is a lovely way of describing it - that sense of having your mind and spirit captivated by something, perhaps only fleetingly, but knowing that you want to revisit it immediately to further understand or embed it.
The second-read; the re-visit; the re-watching...these moments when you can more fully absorb something; when the initial faint echo becomes more of a primary noise. When things go deeper. When you understand more.
When you can just roll the words around on your tongue because they are so exquisitely beautiful; when you repeat the line of poetry because it so perfectly describes a moment.
I think we have probably all experienced that kind of moment, and how wonderful to imagine folk having that moment when they look at your work...
Sigh.
Anne Noble - Dead Bee Portrait (part of A Museum for the bee)
Seen at APT9
Robert Frank
Oftentimes with art appreciation it is hard to capture in words either what we actually experience in the presence of magnificent art; or what we as artists hope for when we show work.
I think that this is a lovely way of describing it - that sense of having your mind and spirit captivated by something, perhaps only fleetingly, but knowing that you want to revisit it immediately to further understand or embed it.
The second-read; the re-visit; the re-watching...these moments when you can more fully absorb something; when the initial faint echo becomes more of a primary noise. When things go deeper. When you understand more.
When you can just roll the words around on your tongue because they are so exquisitely beautiful; when you repeat the line of poetry because it so perfectly describes a moment.
I think we have probably all experienced that kind of moment, and how wonderful to imagine folk having that moment when they look at your work...
Sigh.
Anne Noble - Dead Bee Portrait (part of A Museum for the bee)
Seen at APT9
I read this wonderfully evocative line yesterday;
ReplyDelete“The moon, second-hand, worn at the edges, was hung up in the sky like something a housewife leaves out to remind her it needs mending.”
from
Brothers and Sisters
The Real and the Unreal selected stories of Ursula K Le Guin
Volume One Where on Earth
page 5
Sigh Mo, simply sigh...I have that fragment of a tattered moon in my mind's eye...
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