To discover the essential elements of an idea, you must first uncover the source of your own values and methods through which you engage the world. This allows you to see the world in a new way, uncover new truths and, most importantly, teaches you the best way to express a internal thoughts and feelings externally.
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[Image: Elio Ciol Assisi 1957]
Simple relationships are the easiest to understand. A craftsperson must continue to reduce an idea until the most basic elements are discovered. This is hard work. Complexity comes from accepting something lesser, it does not need to be intensely crafted.
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[Image: Michael Levin Quiet Sea]
Harmony: the underpinning of style.
Are the components of your image in contrast to one another? Are the notes in your chords consonant? Is the correspondence with your lover distrustful?
Relationships say everything about you. It’s not fashion. It’s not sociology. It’s not music theory. It’s not architecture. It’s harmony.
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[Image: Pop Romance]
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.
Distortion can often show what is happening within with more clarity.
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[Painting: Hughie O’Donoghue depicts The Passion of Christ]
Beauty is the ultimate defense against complexity.
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
~ from Dream Work by Mary Oliver
Joy came always after pain.
There is no more obnoxious way to punish a man than to force him to perform acts which make no sense to him, as when one empties and fills the same ditch indefinitely, when one makes soldiers who are being punished march up and down, or when one forces a schoolboy to copy lines.
I do not consider myself less ignorant than most people. I have been and still am a seeker, but I have ceased to question stars and books; I have begun to listen to the teachings my blood whispers to me. My story is not a pleasant one; it is neither sweet nor harmonious, as invented stories are; it has the taste of nonsense and chaos, of madness and dreams—like the lives of all men who stop deceiving themselves.