s y l v i a w i n t e r: Week Eighteen

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Week Eighteen

it is the memory or recollection of a scene, which is also a whole event, that concerns me. these terrarium paintings are made of many such events, rather than one...

nothing is lost

from observation to recollection

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Quote | Henry Miller

Through art then, one finally establishes contact with reality: that is the great discovery. Here all is play and invention; there is no solid foothold from which to launch the projectiles which will pierce the miasma of folly, ignorance and greed. The world has not to be put in order: the world is order incarnate. It is for us to put ourselves in unison with this order, to know what is the world order in contradistinction to the wishful-thinking orders which we seek to impose on one another. The power which we long to possess, in order to establish the good, the true and the beautiful, would prove to be, if we could have it, but the means of destroying one another. It is fortunate that we are powerless.
From: Miller, H. (1969). “Creation,” The Henry Miller Reader. New York: New Directions Publishing Corporation. p.33.

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