This art installation, named Le miroir de l’eau, placed across from Place de la Bourse and designed by landscape artist Michel Corajoud is composed of about 2 cm of water which alternates in depth and rhythm, creating beautiful reflections of the heavens, the architecture and the children whom run around as if they are walking on clouds. I’m pretty sure the pictures on my Leica are muchhhh better… when I get home.
When I interviewed Pedro Cabrita Reis, almost two years ago, it was a four hour long conversation about the depths of art and his creative process.. ” everything is inspiration… ” I remember him emphasizing as he puffed his Cuban cigar across the very long and wide oak table where we were sitting, in his studio’s office and library. “We just forget to really see…. ” he adds, after a long contemplative pause. The scope of his work is unquestionable, but it’s his ideas and outlook on life that really fascinated me. I couldn’t agree more: Inspiration is always connected to the ways in which we actually see the world and ourselves in it, without them there would be no art, (and no living at all for that matter). So…. Let’s never forget to really SEE.
The Artwork above, is one of his new works, featured at the ArcoFair Lisbon 2017.
Just finished reading this little book: Big Magic, by Elizabeth Gilbert . I found it adorable. It is not very scientific or theoretically grounded, but merely an intuitive understanding of creation and what we as creators should understand. The process of creativity itself is overlooked, and sometimes I found too many examples of personal stories…… but apart from that I found it delightful. It is All about moving beyond our own fears and insecurities and just doing it, whatever it may be.
“The universe buries strange jewels deep within us all, and then stands back to see if we can find them.”
“Do whatever brings you to life, then. Follow your own fascinations, obsessions, and compulsions. Trust them. Create whatever causes a revolution in your heart.”
“A creative life is an amplified life. It’s a bigger life, a happier life, an expanded life, and a hell of a lot more interesting life. Living in this manner—continually and stubbornly bringing forth the jewels that are hidden within you—is a fine art, in and of itself.”
One of the things I loved most about yesterday’s exhibition ( a collection of Almada Negreiros works) was the diversity of interests and means of expression that the artist possessed. He was both compelled to painting in oils, and drawing in many different materials. He loved photography as much as he did creating with his bare hands. He Searched for the soul, but also loved understanding and expressing social gatherings. He wrote and illustrated his own ideas. He loved geometry and the human body, colour and black and white. He recreated dreams and at same time was inspired was reality itself. It is indeed quite admirable and rare to see such a diverse quest in life last throughout their lifetime. We see this in some great artists…. like Picasso. Others it is the opposite: they develop one form of expression and keep it ( such as Van Gogh or Rothko). But I think this constant exploration in new forms is definitely a lesson for us all to learn…. to never stop exploring and searching. Ever.
Mr. Miro’s intuitive wonders of starry skies and souls flying, were led by a very strong quest and personal belief. He strongly sustained that painting and poetry ( one and the same thing): the expression of an inner fire. This inner fire was not rational, but had to be discovered by chance. Here are a few of his quotes that deeply characterize him, and paintings from the exhibition I saw yesterday in Serraves, Porto.
” I try to apply colors like words that shape poems, like notes that shape music.”
“For me, a picture should be like sparks. It must dazzle like the beauty of a woman or a poem. It must have radiance; it must be like those stones which Pyrenean shepherds use to light their pipes.”
” The more ignoble I find life, the more strongly I react by contradiction, in humour and in an outburst of liberty and expansion.”
” Poetry and painting are done in the same way you make love; it’s an exchange of blood, a total embrace – without caution, without any thought of protecting yourself.”
I am an unshaken rock,
A bird flying in the stream of light,
The glistening starry water in the endless ocean,
A thread of life so deep,
A glimpse of hope so vast,
Nothing and no one shakes me,
I am everything I want to be.
I am an ever-changing heaven,
The shifting of the leafs of the forest,
The glowing of the sparkling moon,
What revolves in my dancing heart,
What defines me, articulates me,
Is but the endless love that thrives up the world,
I am everything I knew I could be.
I am a goddess forgotten in time,
The trails of immortality that never quiver,
The paths of forever that don’t ever burn,
Born in a trapped decade, I am always free.
What is inside me, is only mine to fully see,
But it belongs to the world and not to me,
I am everything that will always become.