Apologies: the figure in the second photograph is Degas, not Manet. A mistake that would have infuriated Degas as he loathed Manet (although he also secretly admired and maybe even envied him). I’ve changed it in the text.
Ps: the text at the bottom of the email was from an early draft about Oscar Wilde. I forgot to delete it, so I guess you have a snapshot of what I’m working on next. Sorry. As always I write these very late at night and need to pay more attention!
Yes this! During my time wandering the streets of Chicago and NYC and the canyons of the SW I carried a camera and a journal and consumes a Super 8 camera to record images and ideas. I saw the world in a particular way, as experiences to be had and recorded, if only for myself. In my 30's and 40's as a farmer and gardener, I saw the world as plants and beds and gardens both existing and planned. Later as a middle aged man I carried my Lumix camera everywhere and the world was transformed into mostly silhouettes and macro scenes to be shot obsessively in tens of thousands of photos shared to Instagram. Still later, teaching myself to paint again (we're nearly all painters when we are young and then it is beaten out of most of us) my eyes perceived a world of landscapes and little details and how I would use my meager skills to capture what my eye so easily noticed in every stage of my artistic journey. Now, battling cancer and with a lot of time on my hands, if not a lot of energy sometimes, I'm back to words and transcriptions and descriptions of every previous incarnation of my creative soul. And every adventure along the way. 1,500 pages and probably the same to go. And it is spring and I think about watercolors and I think about my camera and I dreamily wander into the park to notice and to empty myself and to wander in wonder and awe.
Great insights again ❤️ I'd love to hear your thoughts on relationship between collectivism and arts as well. How do they influence and shape each other? Thank you
Apologies: the figure in the second photograph is Degas, not Manet. A mistake that would have infuriated Degas as he loathed Manet (although he also secretly admired and maybe even envied him). I’ve changed it in the text.
Ps: the text at the bottom of the email was from an early draft about Oscar Wilde. I forgot to delete it, so I guess you have a snapshot of what I’m working on next. Sorry. As always I write these very late at night and need to pay more attention!
You are not alone in your modus operandi....!
Yes this! During my time wandering the streets of Chicago and NYC and the canyons of the SW I carried a camera and a journal and consumes a Super 8 camera to record images and ideas. I saw the world in a particular way, as experiences to be had and recorded, if only for myself. In my 30's and 40's as a farmer and gardener, I saw the world as plants and beds and gardens both existing and planned. Later as a middle aged man I carried my Lumix camera everywhere and the world was transformed into mostly silhouettes and macro scenes to be shot obsessively in tens of thousands of photos shared to Instagram. Still later, teaching myself to paint again (we're nearly all painters when we are young and then it is beaten out of most of us) my eyes perceived a world of landscapes and little details and how I would use my meager skills to capture what my eye so easily noticed in every stage of my artistic journey. Now, battling cancer and with a lot of time on my hands, if not a lot of energy sometimes, I'm back to words and transcriptions and descriptions of every previous incarnation of my creative soul. And every adventure along the way. 1,500 pages and probably the same to go. And it is spring and I think about watercolors and I think about my camera and I dreamily wander into the park to notice and to empty myself and to wander in wonder and awe.
Live some leaves in anecdotes. Future needs Its antidotes.
Great insights again ❤️ I'd love to hear your thoughts on relationship between collectivism and arts as well. How do they influence and shape each other? Thank you
Very interesting
Sounds like a wonderful philosophy (using philosophy in its broadest sense) for a contented life.