Bide With Me Awhile In Slumber / A Thousand Hearts
I have been introduced to all manner of weird and wonderful craft beers lately. Last night the Bradley Apple Saison reminded me of cider (obviously), summer meadows and fresh sea breeze. I am beginning to think that this game we play of describing beers in three words or phrases might be usefully applied to abstract art.
A Sunday morning lazing in bed. Outside is cold and the sky is snow-laden. I am thinking about those complex situations that Ritter and Webber recognised as having multiple, conflicting and interdependent perspectives. I think about the Buddhist approach to conflict and difference and I return to art…
The Self In Recognition
This week an interesting supper with new friends where the common denominator was art.
The theme of displacement, home and longing kept on emerging.
One woman still longed for Dublin after ten years away, having fallen in love with an Englishman. She wistfully wondered about the other life that could have been.
Another woman, a political refugee now in her eighties, would not re-visit her homeland even though she now could. Feelings about wrong choices could be stirred.
Freud, of course, saw displacement as a repression and defence mechanism for something too dangerous to express.
Gary Petersen sums it up so well when he says ” What makes humans interesting are our mistakes, our attempts at a good life, but never quite getting there.”
Somewhere Between Emotion And Reason (ipad drawing)
What makes an artist an artist?
The creative process, deeply bound in life story, is a fascination. Each of us has a unique and powerful drive, always involving some kind of inevitability.
The piece Floating Stone IX by Johannes von Stumm hit me right between the eyes, the first time I saw it, with a strong spiritual energy. The minimal granite and glass structure simply pulsates! In this film Johannes talks about his calling : the impossibility of him not becoming a sculptor. He says it so well.
I’ve been delightedly devouring the catalogue of the exhibition Hard Beauty by Helaine Blumenfeld, which took place last year at The Hignell Gallery. Helaine speaks to me in so many ways but never more so than when she expresses doubt about the creative process. It is heartening to know that such an accomplished artist works on trust, in a deeply intuitive way, becoming consumed by the work.
“I always begin without a starting point” she says.
I guess what I am trying to convey is that as artists the moments when our souls are touched are the real gifts, to be listened to, because this is when we can guarantee that we are right where we need to be. Spirituality and creativity, so beautifully intertwined.