A Pause for Beauty:
One artist’s journal.
The Edges Of Any Landscape, The Horizon
Ted Leeson, On The Take, Gray's Sporting Journal, April 1990. (The Fly Fishing Special Edition)
"The edges of any landscape -- horizons, the lip of a valley, the bend of a river around a canyon wall -- quicken an observer's expectations. That attraction to borders, to the earth's twilit places, is part of the shape of human curiosity."
- ...Barry Lopez, Arctic Dreams
...Resting on the surface, a dry fly becomes a point of contact between the world of the angler and the world of the fish, between the world of seeing and the domain of understanding; it is a visual extension of our imagination, probing what cannot be seen. In a lyric and exquisite geometry, a drifting fly traces the contours of human inquisitiveness and expectancy. A dry fly is a test, a series of questions continuously asked: "Are the trout here?" "Does the pattern adequately replicate something real?" "Have I sufficiently concealed my presence from the fish?" -- In short, "Have I successfully observed the rules of the river's world?"
At the instance of the take, the boundary of the surface is shattered. Hidden things are disclosed. . . The take is a visual analog of an answered question, curiosity satisfied, the visible confirmation that we have, if only very locally and temporarily, understood some small thing about a river: the dynamics of its liquid atmosphere; the lies of its fish; their mechanisms of predation; the range of their senses; the character of their senses; the character of their instincts...
. . .
At the boundaries
Where one world meets another
Interesting things happen
At the border.
I’m attracted to that place where one reality exists
On one side of the line
And another on the other.
The horizon
There’s something waiting there for you
But not what you think.
The painting, the poem that arises
Out of a glimpse, sensed, kind of understood
But impossible to explain.
The Bob Dylan song, the Picasso painting
You think you might know what it is about
But you are not quite sure.
- Journal Note
When things get ambiguous, it means you may be getting near the truth. When it's really really clear, you can be sure it not the truth, but someone fooling themself. The truth is ambiguous, so when things feel really ambiguous, the changes are you are getting close to the truth -- which is ambiguous, which was meant to be ambiguous.
- from God's Dog by Webster Kitchell.