Simplicity (Llanesa)
My three blogs (http://vahezen.blogspot.com, http://liveingray.blogspot.com
and http://vaheark.blogspot.com) have
been read by more than 50,000 readers from around the globe. I often get email,
in multiple languages, with comments or reactions.
My recent posting (http://vaheark.blogspot.com/2018/03/arizona-floor-lamp.html)
triggered the curiosity of some readers who share my appreciation of using
natural materials for artistic expression. But one email I got seemed to
encapsulate my favorite artistic (and life) attitude, be that in essays,
photography or sculpture.
Indeed, a reader from Argentina (name unidentified) wrote:
“your
sculpture and paintings are in line with the Magic Realism genre that we in
Latin America appreciate.”
Wow. This visitor of my blog is correct – I do have
a penchant toward that genre and my favorite author is Jorge Luis Borges.
So, to stress the point made in that email, here is
a simple “sculpture” I keep on my work table.
When I found these two cow vertebrae after coyotes
had cleaned every part of the animal, the two were sitting atop the desert sand
in this exact position.
I immediately saw a phantasmagoric figure (magic
realism?) of a humanoid smiling at me as if saying "take me with you."
So, I did. I just enhanced what I saw with a couple of
turquoise stones for eyes, a few lines with oil paint, and a hare tail en guise
of hair.
To me, that is pure simplicity. And my favorite poem
by Borges, also called Simplicity
has these lines:
It opens, the gate to the garden
with the docility of a page
that frequent devotion questions
and inside, my gaze
has no need to fix on objects
that already exist, exact, in memory.
with the docility of a page
that frequent devotion questions
and inside, my gaze
has no need to fix on objects
that already exist, exact, in memory.
I think it reads
better in its original language:
Se abre la verja del jardín
con la docilidad de la página
que una frecuente devoción interroga
y adentro las miradas
no precisan fijarse en los objetos
que ya están cabalmente en la memoria.
con la docilidad de la página
que una frecuente devoción interroga
y adentro las miradas
no precisan fijarse en los objetos
que ya están cabalmente en la memoria.
I hope the email sender from Argentina reads this
entry and accepts it as my delighted thanks.
March 11, 2018
© Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2018
I think you have found your new mascot. And what blue eyes he has. Name?
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