Sunspot, Water, Banana Leaves and Utensils in Kitchen. Bois Jolie, Haiti. July, 2014.
The late and great Palestinian poet, Taha Muhammed Ali, from So What: new and selected poems, 1971-2005 (Coper Canyon Press, 2006):
behind the night of words
behind the cloud of hearing,
across the dark of sight,
and beyond the dusk of music
that’s hidden and revealed.
But where is it concealed?
And how could I
when I am
by the light of day,
to find my pencil?
… and Agnes Martin, from Beauty Is the Mystery of Life, in Agnes Martin: Writings (Cantz, 1992):
When I think of art, I think of beauty. Beauty is the mystery of life. It is not in the eye, it is in the mind. In our minds there is awareness of perfection.
We respond to beauty with emotion. Beauty speaks a message to us. We are confused about this message because of distractions.
(and to that question, if you could meet and spend time with anyone, who… I’d love to have coffee with Taha Muhammed Ali, and walk, and do nothing, with Agnes Martin)