From Parabola:
ARCS
Photograph by Thomas Merton. From louie, louie a blog devoted to exploring contemplative awareness in daily life, drawing from and with much discussion of the writings of Thomas Merton, aka "Father Louie". And thank you to the extraordinary blog, Couleurs for drawing my attention to it.
"One does not see anything until one sees its beauty."
—Oscar Wilde
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Photograph: Edward Steichen "Pastoral - Moonlight", 1907
"Photography records the gamut of feelings written on the human face, the beauty of the earth and skies that man has inherited, and the wealth and confusion man has created. It is a major force in explaining man to man."
—Edward Steichen
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Photograph: Minor White, “Garage Door Rochester New York,” 1960
“The state of mind of a photographer while creating is a blank…For those who would equate “blank” with a kind of static emptiness, I must explain that this is a special kind of blank. It is a very active state of mind really, a very receptive state of mind, ready at an instant to grasp an image, yet with no image pre-formed in it at any time. We should note that the lack of a pre-formed pattern or preconceived idea of how anything ought to look is essential to this blank condition. Such a state of mind is not unlike a sheet of film itself - seemingly inert, yet so sensitive that a fraction of a second’s exposure conceives a life in it. (Not just life, but “a” life).
—Minor White, The Camera Mind and Eye
"As this issue of Parabola goes to press, Minor White, great teacher, great photographer, great friend, and co-founder of this magazine, went away from us and our concerns via that mysterious exit door from the house of life which lies at ...the end of all our corridors. During his life he taught hundreds of people to look, and some to see, with more than their physical eyes, and he continued this teaching to the very moment of his death.
Besides his photography, he had a genius for people; each one he knew felt his relationship with Minor was important, special, and the only one of its kind; and every one was right.
His body is buried in Mt. Auburn Cemetery in Cambridge, but no one who knew him will believe that that is where he stopped. As he used to end his letters: Many blessings"
--Parabola V1:3 - Initiation, 1976
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![Caspar David Friedrich, "Evening"[1821]](http://www.parabola.org/lists/images/11.01.28/Image5.jpg)
Painting: Caspar David Friedrich, "Evening," 1821
Don't Go Back To Sleep
For years, copying other people, I tried to know myself.
From within, I couldn’t decide what to do.
Unable to see, I heard my name being called.
Then I walked outside.
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.
—Rumi
ARCS
Photograph by Thomas Merton. From louie, louie a blog devoted to exploring contemplative awareness in daily life, drawing from and with much discussion of the writings of Thomas Merton, aka "Father Louie". And thank you to the extraordinary blog, Couleurs for drawing my attention to it.
"One does not see anything until one sees its beauty."
—Oscar Wilde
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Photograph: Edward Steichen "Pastoral - Moonlight", 1907
"Photography records the gamut of feelings written on the human face, the beauty of the earth and skies that man has inherited, and the wealth and confusion man has created. It is a major force in explaining man to man."
—Edward Steichen
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Photograph: Minor White, “Garage Door Rochester New York,” 1960
“The state of mind of a photographer while creating is a blank…For those who would equate “blank” with a kind of static emptiness, I must explain that this is a special kind of blank. It is a very active state of mind really, a very receptive state of mind, ready at an instant to grasp an image, yet with no image pre-formed in it at any time. We should note that the lack of a pre-formed pattern or preconceived idea of how anything ought to look is essential to this blank condition. Such a state of mind is not unlike a sheet of film itself - seemingly inert, yet so sensitive that a fraction of a second’s exposure conceives a life in it. (Not just life, but “a” life).
—Minor White, The Camera Mind and Eye
"As this issue of Parabola goes to press, Minor White, great teacher, great photographer, great friend, and co-founder of this magazine, went away from us and our concerns via that mysterious exit door from the house of life which lies at ...the end of all our corridors. During his life he taught hundreds of people to look, and some to see, with more than their physical eyes, and he continued this teaching to the very moment of his death.
Besides his photography, he had a genius for people; each one he knew felt his relationship with Minor was important, special, and the only one of its kind; and every one was right.
His body is buried in Mt. Auburn Cemetery in Cambridge, but no one who knew him will believe that that is where he stopped. As he used to end his letters: Many blessings"
--Parabola V1:3 - Initiation, 1976
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Painting: Caspar David Friedrich, "Evening," 1821
Don't Go Back To Sleep
For years, copying other people, I tried to know myself.
From within, I couldn’t decide what to do.
Unable to see, I heard my name being called.
Then I walked outside.
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.
—Rumi
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