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During November 1970, forty people were photographed at the instant exactly after the photographer said, “You have a beautiful face.” By Douglas Heubler.

During November 1970, forty people were photographed at the instant exactly after the photographer said, “You have a beautiful face.” By Douglas Heubler.

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Two of Dieter Rams’ Ten Principles of “Good Design”

Aesthetic & Unobtrusive - the rest will be taken care of.

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Good design:

  • Is aesthetic - The aesthetic quality of a product is integral to its usefulness because products are used every day and have an effect on people and their well-being. Only well-executed objects can be beautiful.
  • Is unobtrusive - Products fulfilling a purpose are like tools. They are neither decorative objects nor works of art. Their design should therefore be both neutral and restrained, to leave room for the user’s self-expression.

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Wabi Sabi - The Art of the Understatement [Image: Sinnen Snow (2010)]

Wabi Sabi - The Art of the Understatement

[Image: Sinnen Snow (2010)]

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Much of John Dowland’s (1563-1626) music is sad and melancholy, but that’s not to say that he was a self-pitying person. In his time, melancholy was the sign of a superior individual, of someone who was mature and capable of deep feeling. Dowland was a fine artist capable of giving voice to what was considered an appropriate emotion. ~ John Dowland’s Art Of Melancholy by Ted Libbey

Much of John Dowland’s (1563-1626) music is sad and melancholy, but that’s not to say that he was a self-pitying person. In his time, melancholy was the sign of a superior individual, of someone who was mature and capable of deep feeling. Dowland was a fine artist capable of giving voice to what was considered an appropriate emotion.

~ John Dowland’s Art Of Melancholy by Ted Libbey

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The source of music’s invisible power comes from within. ~ü [Image: How to Sing Lilli Lehmann (1929)]

The source of music’s invisible power comes from within.

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[Image: How to Sing Lilli Lehmann (1929)]

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In my former life I was spoiled and did not take spiritual accomplishments seriously.

“This young woman knew that she would die in the next few days. But when I talked to her she was cheerful in spite of this knowledge, “I am grateful that fate has hit me so hard,” she told me. “In my former life I was spoiled and did not take spiritual accomplishments seriously.” Pointing through the window of the hut, she said, “This tree here is the only friend I have in my loneliness.” Through that window she could see just one branch of a chestnut tree, and on the branch were two blossoms. “I often talk to this tree,” she said to me. I was startled and didn’t quite know how to take her words. Was she delirious? Did she have occasional hallucinations? Anxiously I asked her if the tree replied. “Yes.” What did it say to her? She answered, “It said to me, ‘I am here—I am here— I am life, eternal life.’”

~ Viktor E. Frankl “Man’s Search for Meaning”

Move with the winds of change.  Stasis will eventually leave you brittle. ~ü [Photo: A Winters Kill, Duncan Ritchie, 2010]

Move with the winds of change.  Stasis will eventually leave you brittle.

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[Photo: A Winters Kill, Duncan Ritchie, 2010]

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[Image:  From the book ‘Digital Harmony: On the Complementarity of Music and Visual Art’ by James Whitney]   (via ratak-monodosico)

[Image:  From the book ‘Digital Harmony: On the Complementarity of Music and Visual Art’ by James Whitney]  

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Then suddenly Ann would snap alert and feel intensely alive, or rather that everything was alive and that she was part of it.  The rocks, the rowboat on the shore, the water itself - everything seemed pulsating with a kind of energy.  She found she could put questions to the experience.  “What is my role in all this?” she asked.  “I want to know,” she whispered.  “Show me.”  The rocks, the trees, the water - all in silent chorus “answered” - not in words, of course - that her wanting to know, just that, was her part of the pulsating landscape.  “Creation delights in the recognition of itself” is how she would later put it. - Huston Smith “Tales of Wonder” 
   [Photo: Rick Geerling]

Then suddenly Ann would snap alert and feel intensely alive, or rather that everything was alive and that she was part of it.  The rocks, the rowboat on the shore, the water itself - everything seemed pulsating with a kind of energy.  She found she could put questions to the experience.  “What is my role in all this?” she asked.  “I want to know,” she whispered.  “Show me.”  The rocks, the trees, the water - all in silent chorus “answered” - not in words, of course - that her wanting to know, just that, was her part of the pulsating landscape.  “Creation delights in the recognition of itself” is how she would later put it.

- Huston Smith “Tales of Wonder” 
   [Photo: Rick Geerling]

A small movie I made.  The beginning of fall as told through the elements.

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