When we gaze at still life, even though we did not pursue it, we delight in its beauty, a beauty borne away by the magnified and immobile configuration of things, we find pleasures in the fact that there was no need for longing, we may contemplate something we need not want, may cherish something we need not desire. So this still life, because it embodies a beauty that speaks to our desire but was given birth by none, because it cossets our pleasure without in any way being part of our own plans, because it is offered to us without requiring the effort of desiring on our part: it incarnates the quintessence of art, the certainty of timelessness. In the scene before our eyes, silent, without life or motion, a time exempt of plans for the future is incarnated, perfection purloined from duration and its weary greed. Existence without duration, beauty without will.
For it is an emotion without desire.
(Photo taken in Mt. Lawu, at Cokro Srengenge post, 3025 m above sea level, August 2009)
5 observations:
ah, savannah. so this is where you went? i would keep this image forever in mind, till you take me there.
blog lo inspiring banget. as usual. hihihi.
but tis, surely it is still considered a desire, your longing to have that affirming stillness around you? then it isnt an emotion without desire, right? it lacks of certainty, sure, but then again what is certain about you? the two of you? hehe
Rassi, we're there.
Aruni, thanks so much. And yours gives my days sparks as well.
Aidil, kampreto. But uncertainty is the only certainty, and that's the normal thing about of me. And yea i would not present any defense, hehe.
oh, dear. had i known.
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