Look with Fresh Eyes, Look for the gifts hidden in looking closely
For only then do you truly start to see. Look beyond what your brain tells you, do not name what you see...only look for its beauty in line, color, shape and pattern. There is so much to discover when you let yourself learn to really look and to really see.
|Hattiesburg, Mississippi Old Car photo by Elizabeth Gordon|
|Detail of a fanned Palmetto Leaf|
|Detail of old dinner awning|
|Detail of parking money slot metal|
|Business name detail on outside of building, Wren's Nest New Orleans|
|New Orleans post, photo by elizabeth gordon|
|Detail of New Orleans drain spout on building|
|photo's by elizabeth gordon|
|Wires left hanging after Katrina looking very Darth Vadar|
|Electric wires against a sunset sky, New Orleans|
photo's by elizabeth gordon
|Tools and hooks on the side of an 18 wheeler truck|
photo by elizabeth gordon
It is the function of art to renew our perception. What we are familiar with we cease to see. The writer shakes up the familiar scene, and, as if by magic, we see a new meaning in it.
When I read this quote about art and writing I thought about how often as a teacher I tried to get my young students to look at something differently so they could see in a different way-in the way an artist might see. To look not at the object and what their brain might tell them it is, but to look at the shape, the colors, and the lines. I love rust and old metal objects, worn wood that paint has chipped away on or a siding from a barn that is weathered and bleached from the sun. I love things that have been used, loved, touched by human hand or nature. The colors can be more beautiful in a rusted piece of metal than one can ever imagine...it can be so rich and so varied. The only thing that can make that happen is nature itself..years, rain, sun they become a chemistry lab that creates a unique piece of art from the gods themselves. But one must look, truly look and ignore what our brains tell us it is.