to fly or not to fly
Attempts to unravel the labyrinthian dynamics of art’s propulsion according to the categories of the reasoning mind will never replace the mystery with an explanation. The phenomenon simply exists. According to Jung, ‘the bird is flown’ when we attempt to explain the mystery….Shaun McNiff
Art Making & the Shadows of Your Work….
the strange shadows over treetops sometime between dark & dawn (always a miracle)
little baby feet curled around themselves
that peculiar letting go just before sleep (knowing it’s already gone)
the distance felt in a room full of beloved friends, like a dream
looking in night windows; glow & mist & warmth
walking with hands in pockets, filled with treasures; pinecones, stones, feathers
opening a book to the perfect poem
a song flies you back to a time of converse sneakers & blue nail polish
cold hands find a warm teacup & the world is perfect
suddenly aware that you’re being & not doing (oh, that’s so rare & good)
In our night-time, there’s always the electricity switched on, we watch ourselves, we get it all in the head, really. You’ve got to lapse out before you can know what sensual reality is, lapse into unknowingness, & give up your volition. You’ve got to learn not-to-be before you can come into being…..D.H. Lawrence
there can be no doubt when you tiptoe through your own life gently…
