The joy to see colours and forms
is the foundation, the base of art.
A long time ago,
in a cave,
a human being rubbed a charcoal on the wall.
The magic of this traced stroke contained the possibility of another reality.
As the coming of love
would immerse someone
in an illuminated reality,
the artistic vision
projects its light upon the world,
making of it a world of beauty.
This possibility becoming reality
impregnates our heart with a sweet happiness.
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To draw strokes with a coloured pencil
brings the little child into the same magic.
Before there was any art styles, art schools, or masters,
this enchantment was there.
The difficulty begins with the second stroke,
with the attempt to perpetuate this enchantment.
He really is an artist who can handle colours and forms,
and remain in that joy.
A joy in which everyone is invited to participate.
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How to perpetuate this joy is a question of knowledge and technique.
And without doubts, the way to do it
is to penetrate the harmony present in colours and forms.
This is the way to joy and enchantment of art.
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"Tell me, O Swan, your ancient tale"
( Kabir )
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In the beginning was the Beauty,
then came the consciousness of Beauty,
then came the search of Beauty,
then the vanishing of Beauty,
then the unconsciousness of Beauty.
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The artist soul wants that Beauty back.
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Beautiful : delighting the eye. (Oxford dictionary)
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Visual beauty is not a concept, not a theory.
You have to use your eyes, you have to watch.
In the world, beauty is a potentiality,
like butter in the milk and oil in the seed.
Art makes this potentiality become actual,
through its attitude,
which is to watch, to observe the beauty;
a way to make appear and discover
this unsuspected beauty.
Kabir says:
"It is the Spirit of the quest
which helps;
I am the slave of this Spirit of the quest."
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This beauty is an objective reality,
not the painting:
the beauty visits it
and retires.
As the pleasure to eat retires
as one is satisfied.
and at last the vision is revealed
to him
of a single science,
which is the science of beauty
everywhere.
( Plato )
One does not create it,
but just unveil it.
How precious our eyes can be
which allow us this choice.
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Art: skilful execution. (Oxford dictionary)
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To walk is not art.
To walk on a line is an art.
To recognize that an orange colour is orange is not art.
To recognize the quality of an orange colour
and the qualities of its relation with other colours is an art.
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Ugly: unpleasant or repulsive to sight. (Oxford dictionary)
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There is always people who deny to art the right to beauty.
However, would the same people ever admit that their thoughts are not fair?
Since it is hard to recognize any beauty in injustice,
(a fairness in unfairness).
It is not so difficult to admit that there is no justice without beauty.
If you close your eyes, you cannot see the painting.
If you close your eyes to beauty, you wont be able to recognize it.
A painting can only be appreciated with eyes.
An intellectual explanation can satisfy the mind.
Eyes are not needed.
You can give the same kind of explanations concerning a piece of music, a poem, etc.
There is nothing here specific of a painting.
This is specific of a painting and cannot be transposed to any another art:
the colours, lines and forms of a painting, and their harmony and their harmony's impact upon your feeling.
I cannot describe to someone colours, lines and forms and their game and harmony,
These are things which can only be felt.
It is trough feeling that they were created
and it is through feeling one can appreciate and enjoy them.
And this is a good feeling.
As a cave is a protection against an hostile environment,
as music is a protection against an unmusical world,
art is a protection against an inharmonious surrounding view.
A flower needs a gardener's tenderness to flourish
A flower has a life which develops into beauty.
The artist too, would develop its art into beauty.
" Take your seat on the thousand petals of the lotus,
and there gaze on the Infinite Beauty."
( Kabir )
Art can be a sun,
a pure blue sky.
"and at last knows
what the essence of beauty is."
( Plato )
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