The Internal Landscape– 2012
Eternal tourists of ourselves, there is no landscape but what we are. We possess nothing, for we don’t even possess ourselves. We have nothing because we are nothing. What hand will I reach out, and to what universe? The universe isn’t mine: it’s me.
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
Wasn’t going to post anything this morning until I came across this post from just a couple of years back. Though it doesn’t deal with my upcoming show, Pessoa’s words certainly match up perfectly with the theme of my June show. Thought it was worth sharing again. Plus, there’s also a great Mavis Staples/ Levon Helm song. Win-win…
I recently came across the passage above from The Book of Disquiet, the “factless autobiography” of Fernando Pessoa, the Portuguese poet/author, that was published after his death in 1935. Reading it made me look further into the book and I was surprised at how his description of his internal travels lined up with my own. He wrote of the landscapes he saw within while I paint mine.
There is another similar quote from Pessoa that is supposed to come from The Book of Disquiet as well:
The true landscapes are those that we ourselves create. I’ve crossed more seas than anyone. I’ve seen more mountains than there are on earth. The universe isn’t mine: it’s me.
I haven’t been able to find this specific passage in the book yet. I believe it has to do with the variance between the several translations of the book from the Portuguese. However, this one rings even more true for my work. That sentiment of traveling the internal landscape has been the driving force behind my work for my entire career. It manifested itself in the large painting from 2012 shown at the top, The Internal Landscape.
It’s an image that has been shown here a number of times over the years and remains what I would consider a signature piece, a truly representative image of my inner world.
It felt like it needed to be seen again this morning.
Have to run because there are new places to see and explore this morning. In parting, here’s a song that feels like it fits. This is Wide River to Cross from Mavis Staples and the late great Levon Helm.
See you somewhere down the road.
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