The
French Impressionists, for a moment, attempted a rendering of what
they saw, an “impression” yes, but the interesting aspect is best
illustrated by Seurat's Pointillism. In the late 1800s there was a
shift in emphasis among painters of an adventurous nature, what came
to be called the avant
garde,
from the subject
depicted to the act
of perception. This may have grown out of or been influenced by then
current scientific theories of how the eye works but I think it was
based in an emerging self-awareness. It was not so much an excitement
about “how
I see” but that
I see. I am, I exist... being
was becoming the subject or content. Later, what I
think
came into it also, or maybe more accurately, what I intuite
- I create!
The
Self as Monitor
One
way to conceive of the self is as a sort of awareness monitor. What
the self monitors is: Thoughts, Emotions and, let's venture,
Instructions. This is easy to test. Take a breath, let it out. Watch
for the first words to drift across your mind. They are not you,...
you are the observer.
Thoughts:
functional thought is problem-solving, like what I'm doing right now,
trying to reach insight about consciousness. Or crossing the street
safely, planning a vacation etc; Dysfunctional thought is a more or
less obsessive reviewing of past events or fantasizing future
scenarios, all the while mistaking that obsessive mind chatter for
self. This blocks the experience of simple being, reality,
preoccupying one with fantasy.
Emotions:
these are triggered by thoughts or are karmically induced, that is,
residue from unfinished experiences, consequences of past decisions,
guilt for example or the elation of winning recognition or the
downside, being criticized. Karmic accumulation may have to play out
but one can, theoretically, stop making more. There is also the
problem of karmic events outside personal experience, like say, U.S.
responsibility for, in some estimates, 4 million dead in the Vietnam
war, something that has to weigh on every citizen.
Instructions:
when thoughts and emotions are the subject of the monitor or
observer, rather than what is identified with, they loose their power
to fool you into believing that they are you and at that point their
energy is transposed into awareness, presence. For the duration of
that presence, until mind kicks in again and ego regains control,
experience is of enjoyment in being, joie
de vivre.
There is no need for action, for thinking or doing. Eventually into
that peaceful state an impulse to creativity happens. These are the
instructions. What to do as determined by the... what popped up on my
word processor just now was theGoodLordAbove...
and in a way, that is what I meant to say,
if
by that archaic word Lord
is meant the unnameable, the field of being, the source, the
intelligence obvious in the patterns of reality.
I
opt for the other words, Lord
being, as I said, archaic, and loaded with confusing baggage and an
endorsement of hierarchy. Looking at the meaning of the english word
at the time of its use in the St. James version of the bible, I would
suggest that the equivalent word today might be boss.
What is gained in accuracy is lost in reverence... “Our boss who
art in heaven...” but for me, I trip over the class implications. I
like boss
because it makes this obvious and allows for a notion of “god”
that is egalitarian rather than hierarchical, ie, HE doesn't reign
above, rather WE are interconnected. At the interstices of this
interconnection is the bliss of Buddhism, the feeling
realization of interconnection that shatters the dysfunctional - the
egoic thought-belief in a vulnerable separate self. Thus is dissolved
the fear natural to that lonely conception, that same fear at the
root of ruthless competition and war.
In Art the “instructions”
lead to the creation of images or structures, painting or sculpture,
dance, drama, poetry, song and the other forms that creativity fills.
A painter might stare at a blank canvas until “instructions”
emerge, blue here, in a slash, or an overall field or in the shape of
a world image, a building, a hill... or it might come in the form of
jumping out of bed with the burning intent to put the alphabet on
canvas, filling the space with as many scribbled or painstakingly
rendered letters as will fit.
These acts, inspired by
instructions are evident, to a person in a state of presence,
as coming out of presence and so confirmation and celebration. Just
as “fake” art is evident also in this state, art that is
ego-driven instead of flowing out of being. The evolution of humanity
consists in changing or reversing the ratio of time spent in
mind-chatter versus time spent present.
It puzzled me for awhile
how it was that I immensely enjoyed reading Beckett's sorely
depressing novels. Now I realize that what delighted me was the
creativity, the instructions. They bring one to interconnection,
accessible through presence, and that, as Eckhart Tolle claims, is a
feeling for which we have no more adequate word than, love.
So,
authentic art is a hit or miss affair. An artist working every day
will produce work out of ego some of the time and out of presence
some of the time, evolving, with the greater society, toward that
preferred ratio. The more presence the more the shift is accelerated,
art being the sort of formal signpost for the movement. The
acceleration is critical because the life system here on this planet
can't take a hell of a lot more of what ego has been doing to it.
painting, "June 29, 1940" by author (date of Paul Klee's death)
painting, "June 29, 1940" by author (date of Paul Klee's death)
Thanks, Boss!
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