Conduct the rhythm of the place. It’s the fourth dimension of time and place that has to be seized and held prisoner in a painting or even a photograph. It can be a landscape, or an ocean or a city. It can be people. It is not the visual facts that are important—not just the external likenesses. You have to look for the truth behind the obvious. It hides from the image captured by a camera, or mirror. It’s a likeness not easily defined by words. There is a lyrical rhythm to nature, man, beast or tree that can be discovered in paintings or poetry or music. It reaches into an eternal rhythm. It’s that elusive quality called identity.
Finding Identity
Conduct the rhythm of the place. It’s the fourth dimension of time and place that has to be seized and held prisoner in a painting or even a photograph. It can be a landscape, or an ocean or a city. It can be people. It is not the visual facts that are important—not just the external likenesses. You have to look for the truth behind the obvious. It hides from the image captured by a camera, or mirror. It’s a likeness not easily defined by words. There is a lyrical rhythm to nature, man, beast or tree that can be discovered in paintings or poetry or music. It reaches into an eternal rhythm. It’s that elusive quality called identity.