Memory and Vision: What is Art?
No matter what it is, there is something only you can see; it may be a lonely birch pointing to the sky. It may be a twist of wood that catches your eye and is beautiful to you. You may see a stack of canned goods and see the trace of a remembered curve—or hear the music in a particular string of words. Vision commits a thought to material representation, and that frozen, yet fluid thought remains: a memory to be seen and considered and experienced by others and their children , inspired and inspiring, as long as it exists.
A vision is ephemeral;
art is the attempt to capture it.
Memory puts things in boxes;
Vision strews them about
and picks and chooses to tell its story.
Order travels in straight lines;
art takes circuitous paths.
Order is black and white;
art is living color.
Order is a ticking time bomb;
art stops the clock.
Order is featureless desert;
art is our oasis.
Order is a clacking computer;
art is the reset button.
In a frantic landscape of orderly living,
art is the white space that refreshes the eye.
Vision depends on memory,
and that memory depends on art--
Feeding one another,
nourished by the interaction,
Twined and twisted
Till there is no division,
no beginning, no end,
merged in a circle of renewal.
Life is laid down in black and white,
straight lines and logic,
squared up and saluting,
humming with action.
Art brings us together.
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