“Art is not vague production, transitory and isolated, but a power which must be directed to the improvement and refinement of the human soul” Kandinsky via Popova.
Category: language
AG2024AG2024AG2024_1089181aaa or vanity, bliss, itineraries
Qué vanidad imaginar
que puedo darte todo, el amor y la dicha,
itinerarios, música, juguetes.
What vanity to imagine
I can give you everything, love and bliss,
Itineraries, music, toys.
Julio Cortázar, Bolero.
Endless
Mirror
“To truly see my country by looking at it in the mirror of another country.” Sarr
To truly see A by looking at it in the mirror of another A (objectively, B).
Human :: plants
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“allusions to the infinite”
“remained embedded in the symbolic content of the place”
“We must be aware of the dangers which lie in our most generous wishes”
“a barely perceptible irregularity glimpsed intermittently through squinted eyes”
“beautiful in its venality and in its devotion to immediate gratification”
“crimes are universally understood to be news to the extent that they offer, however erroneously, a story, a lesson, a high concept”
Didion
030124 at CEAM
AG2024_1099721a keeps me living
I know the practical, it will keep you breathing; awe, on the other hand, is what makes you (me) want to keep living. (JK)
A garden is the place to tend to the subtler, life-sustaining regiment of our lives. A place to cultivate the imaginary, hope, and expectations held in budding plants, intimated by the unfurling of new flower, the subtler and supporting reasons to toil and labor, should be the right of every citizen.
Thought, sunshine, and flowers: time to think and imagine, to take in the sun and breathe unhurriedly, and to tend to plants within their temporality. (RS)
Beauty will come to them
Where they stand.
[…]Trees need not walk the earth
For beauty or for bread;
Beauty will come to them
In the rainbow—
The sunlight—
And the lilac-haunted rain
David Rosenthal
Plants are anything but passive.
“flowers represent life itself, as fertility, mortality, transience, extravagance, and as such they enter our art, rites, and language.”
“the garden is one way to ground yourself in the realm of the processes of growth and the passage of time, the rules of physics, meteorology, hydrology, and biology, and the realms of the senses.”
“Death is never an ending in nature.”
a garden is always a place of becoming, to make and tend one is a gesture of hope, that these seeds planted will sprout and grow, this tree will bear fruit, that spring will come, and so, probably, will some kind of harvest. It’s an activity deeply invested in the future.
Plants are anything but passive.
They made the world.
–Solnit