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The Sasse: Where love stories develop between art and viewer | ||||
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Moving Through |
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"Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don't claim them. Feel the artistry moving through, and be silent." Everyone hears the first sentence as advice about paying attention. Good advice. Artists build whole careers on it. Every artist knows the work they made. The photograph they built, decision by decision. Craft is real. Fifty years behind a camera teaches you that nothing good happens by accident. But every artist also knows the other kind. The work that arrived. You were present. Your hands did the making. And still, when you look at it later, you cannot fully account for it. Something moved through you that day. You were less the author than the address. Rumi says don't claim them. This is not false modesty. It is accuracy. The wonder was already occurring. Your job was to be standing there, ready, empty enough to receive it. This is the part of the creative life we talk about least, because we have no good language for it. We say the work "came together." We say we were "in the zone." These are small words for a large experience. The old traditions were more honest. They spoke of inspiration as breath entering from outside. Something breathes in. The artist exhales the work. The silence is the instruction I keep returning to. Not silence as absence. Silence as hospitality. A room kept ready for a guest who does not announce arrivals. Even these words reached us that way. Rumi spoke them eight centuries ago. Coleman Barks carried them into English. Neither one claimed the wonder. They just kept the door open long enough for it to pass through. photo by: Gene Sasse | Maria Carmen del Calvo Studio 2014 for Western Art & Architecture |
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