I skipped number 277 by mistake. I’ll keep this number for something in the future. And for now I’ll just continue with this entry.
Describing a body
Of a man, standing
In profile
But turning his head and gaze
To us
He is just passing there
And it is his business
To be there, walking
On his territory
And we are the transgressors
Who should apologize
And leave with the promise
To never do this again
And since there needs
To be some earth
For this story
I tried my hand
At making it
Some dirt
Some grass
A tree
And a passer by
All freshly made.
I really felt there was a person there, before I started to draw. I can show you what he would look like, had I drawn him as I saw in my imagination.
Here, I made a quick sketch of that.
He has on some kind of a raincoat. You can see he’s not dressed up. And of course he wonders what we are doing there.
So how come this view changed to the drawing at the top?
I remember my years at the art academy in Jerusalem in the end of the sixties. Students with easels, standing around a model, and everybody is drawing. I assess the work in front of me, consider the model’s size and placement on my paper, imagine the arrangement of the main lines and volumes, and I start.
From the ear the line goes down through the chin to the collar, to the shoulder, and now comes the long line of the curved back. As I guide my hand to follow that line, there is another voice in me that tells me not to follow that line of the back. Don’t go down, but to the right, this voice says.
It is not a voice really, but a very strong and compelling feeling, like a longing, that almost takes hold of my hand and pushes it to go right.
I did not understand why I had this different voice in me, but I trusted this voice.
Now I know.
The representational drawing describes the experience of the senses. This is how the eyes see. Of course it is influenced by emotions and ideas, but the cementing substance in the drawing is the physical shape, as the eyes perceive it.
The abstract lines in the first drawing describe the experience of the energy. The energy of me and the energies of the things that are described. I don’t see that energy but I feel it. So the lines are a translation of that feeling. I feel different intentions, different emotions, ideas and beliefs that create that person within my infinite field of energy. And in fact, all of these are mine. They are my intentions, my feelings, my ideas and beliefs. I am creating this person in my flow, in response to these experiences in me.
When my ideas and beliefs change, this person will change too.
And, is there anything out there to disprove that this person, these experiences and me are really one thing, experiencing itself?
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