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At the still point of the turning world.
Neither flesh nor fleshless;
neither from nor towards;
at the still point, there the dance is.
— T. S. Eliot, Four Quartets
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the place: Grauland
Painting: 'Still Point'
Artist: Lara de Moor
Location: Museum MORE, Gorssel, The Netherlands
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Baling hay at...
Stillpoint Farm (and Milkhouse farm-brewery), in...
Mount Airy, Maryland, USA.
19 May 2012.
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Excerpt from artgalleryofburlington.com
Holding Space is an exhibition of over 1000 ceramic components exploring our multi-faceted relationship with space – both physically and philosophically. Hung from the ceiling, suspended on the wall and standing tall – raw, abstracted forms interact within the installation as an interface between our human and spatial experiences; the relationship between the lived and the abstract or conceptual. Holding Space uses multi-component sculptures to prompt visual explorations of Space as Emptiness; Space as a Conduit for communication; and Space as held Containment.
Excerpt from samanthadickie.com:
Holding Space
A solo exhibition at the Art Gallery of Burlington, Perry Gallery in Ontario, Canada, 2019/2020. The creation of this project was supported by a Visual Arts Grant from the BC Arts Council.
Space is where we live.
We cannot move without space. We cannot breathe without space.
We entangle ourselves with space and the space reshapes us.
Space is what we fill. Space is what we hold. Space is what we leave behind.
We are merged with the spaces around, between and inside of us.
My belief that our humanness is essentially rooted in relational dynamics provides the impetus behind using scale and multiples to create large-scale, multi-component groupings and immersive installations. As this attention to the relational is central to my work, dualities serve as a fulcrum for my practice and allow me to explore particular dyads such as subject/object, seen/unseen, individual/collective, viewer/viewed. Holding Space uses abstraction and expressionism to explore our multi-faceted relationship with space, both physically and philosophically.
This project considers notions of space with 3 assemblages:
STILL POINT
Space as Emptiness. This emptiness can either be experienced as a void, as nothingness, or it can be experienced as unbounded potential; the seed where everything that is new begins. Held in the palm of your hand or inhabiting everything that surrounds, this space holds energy, simultaneously minute and infinite. 1000+ porcelain components define the surface area of 7-foot diameter sphere, dissected in half. Each small component is hung individually with filament from the ceiling, creating a reflective and light buoyancy as the piece undulates in response to movement in the room.
this photograph made the final 10 in the documentary category in the Tate Britain - How We Are Now exhibition.
It's shot on 35mm black and white film, this image is from a machine scan and looks very similar to the darkroom prints I've made.
I was shooting off the bridge when this uniformed guy noticed me and just walked up and stood in my shot... I'm not sure if he wanted his pic taken or he was just trying to block whatever he thought I was shooting - but he was a hell of a lot better subject than what was there before ;)
if a pro-lab was as bad as the M8 sensor electronics, they would have gone out of business before digital even arrived... back to the factory twice and I still have to hand edit out bloody great blocks of unbalanced blacks. At least this time I didn't have stripes to fix... hire some bloody competent engineers for gods sake... what a great camera, let down by crap electronics.
A late night phonecall on the south bank of the Thames, there was just enough fog to pick up the street light (and ground a few planes).
This is the same dock as "Stillpoint" in Reflections.
What a difference a few months can make... from warm & sunny to cold & grey. Not a bad thing, it just has to be appreciated differently.
The extension on this home was built to accommodate that amazing Blossoming Cherry. This shot was taken within a minute of "Stillpoint." Rarely is the water so serene. I dropped the morning paper and ran for my camera. Indeed, within 3 minutes, the scene was changed. If I had waited for the pair of swans to pass in front, the shot would have passed me by.
There is a little island at the north end of Danzante. It doesn’t really have a name of its own, you will not find it on any map; however, many years ago I gave it the name Stillpoint Island and whenever I talk about it I use this name, often probably with a slight tone of significance or reverence. Maybe I secretly hope that it catches on, but it is such a remote place, who cares about the name of this little island?
So why the name Stillpoint? It sounds nice, doesn’t it, and, of course, it’s just a name; it came to me when I was meditating there a number of times quite a while ago while investigating the basic defining principles of Buddhism.
Buddhism is often called The Middle Way. If we seek happiness purely through indulgence, we are not free. If we fight against ourselves and reject the world, we are not free. It is the middle path that brings freedom. One who has fully understood this universal truth is regarded as awakened. The middle way is far from being something like a middling, something like a half good way; it is rather the delicate, exquisite optimum between equally unsatisfactory extremes.
The middle way describes the middle ground between opposites, between attachment and aversion. It advises not to take sides and rather rest in the reality of the existence of such opposites. The more we follow the middle way the more deeply we come to rest between the play of opposites as mere empty phenomena and not alternatives we have to choose. Try to be mindful, and let things take their natural course. Do not let your happiness depend on the outcome of things; things are what they are, they go by themselves. We are in the world but not of the world. The sages call it “complete non-referential ease”. They say: “the middle path does not go from here to there; it goes from there to here”. When we discover the middle path, we neither withdraw from the world nor get lost in it. We can be with all our experiences in all their complexity but don’t get fully entangled and enwrapped in them, we can have all our thoughts and feelings but do not quite believe them, and we can live the full drama of our lives but do not really identify with it.
Learning to rest in the middle way takes immense trust in life itself. It is a bit like learning to dance or learning to walk for a baby. You can’t do it with will alone and you never get it by just waiting for it to come by itself. When you trust the natural potential within you, it comes with ease and grace. The middle way invites us to discover this ease everywhere, in meditation, in the marketplace, in creative work, in sex and yes, also in violence.
“Security is mostly a superstition. It doesn’t exist in nature. Avoiding danger is not safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all”. I always loved this quote from Helen Keller and it fits so well into the wisdom of the middle way. There is nothing for certain in this world; only when we give up searching for this haunting phantom will we find the freedom we are looking for.
There is the beautiful image of ‘the already broken cup‘ in Buddhist teaching: To the wise man a precious teacup he owns is already broken. Can we ever prevent something breakable from breaking? One day, one way it will break; fragility is its nature. We know that this cup can be the cause for suffering when it breaks. If we reflect beforehand that it is already broken, even when it isn’t, the cause for suffering disappears. When we see the cup in its entire nature, intact and broken, not only one side of the story, not attached to our preference, we remain on the middle way. Because we know its fate, we can fully enjoy it here and now, and when it eventually breaks the natural course of things is just completed. Only the ignorant sees pessimism in this. Understanding this simple truth of intrinsic, universal uncertainty lets us relax and become free. We have trust that the world works by itself, we can plan, intend, react, and care, but know we cannot control the outcome, we stay at the still point.
The insight of uncertainty necessarily also frees us from the thicket of views and opinions. We have so many views and opinions, what’s good and bad, right and wrong. They are only views. What is an opinion other than taking sides between opposites? But the world is made of opposites; the world is the eternal, infinite play within the entire range between opposites. With views we are stuck. When we believe our own thoughts and opinions we become fundamentalists. Only when we are free from views are we willing to learn. Without views we listen more deeply and see more clearly. As my eternal friend Rilke said: “For there are moments when something new has entered into us, something unknown; our feelings grow mute in shy perplexity, everything in us withdraws, a stillness comes, and a new, which no one knows, stands in the midst of it and is silent.”
It was T. S. Eliot who speaks about the “still point of the turning world” in one of his poems: “Neither from nor toward, neither arrest nor movement…” I think that’s where I picked it up. At the still point you can sit in the middle of it all, the paradox, the messiness, the hopes and fears, the full catastrophe of life. You can take your seat like a king or a queen on the throne and allow the play of life, the joys and sorrows, the fears and confusions, the birth and death around you. Don’t think you have to fix it. The Hindus have this wonderful metaphor: “Be the uninvolved witness”, the one who observes but doesn’t judge, who experiences but doesn’t suffer, the one who rests in the middle, unperturbed, seeing it all but not taking it personally.
The still point is where nothing happens but everything is possible.
A local production of The Nutcracker which our camera club has Rock Star access to on the night of the last dress rehearsal.
a young girl in school uniform watches television in her living room
reprocessed this one recently, see the newer version here - let me know what you think.