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GC Myers- Melding to the Moment smBe happy for this moment. This moment is your life.

–Omar Khayyam


This is another painting from the Home+Land show that opens this coming Friday, July 17, at the West End Gallery.  Titled Melding to the Moment, it is a 24″ by 36″ canvas that, for me, pretty much holds the same message as the words above from Omar Khayyam. I see it as about being totally in the moment, in a sort of harmony with all things.

Using This moment is your life… as a rule, it is in finding those moments of contentment and happiness that can define your view of your life.  To be able to stop and block out regrets of the past or worries for the future allows one to enjoy the pleasures of the present, that slice of life immediately before you– that small wonder that might be lost when we are immersed in thoughts of what we have done or what we will do.

The song of a bird.  The smell of the grass.  The way the light comes from behind a cloud or the feel of  a warm breeze on your skin.  All small things, small moments.  But all moments that create the textures of life if we allow ourselves to simply pause and meld to the moment.

At least that’s how I see this piece.  It was one that was a long time coming, growing in small fits and starts.  I would work on it for a while and would see it going in a direction that didn’t quite suit me in that moment so I would put it aside.  Several weeks, perhaps even a couple of months, passed and I would pull it back out and do a bit more and where I thought it was headed was not at all where it was going.

So I waited a bit longer. Finally, a few weeks back I went back and it transformed into the painting that you now see.  It is nothing like I originally envisioned it in its earliest stages.  It went beyond where I thought it would be and that is always a pleasant surprise.

A pleasant surprise, a pleasant moment…

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Ruba'i of Omar KhayyamIt’s funny sometimes on Sunday mornings, when I am looking for a piece of music to feature here, how I start with an idea of what I would like to use and find myself so far afield from that original thought when I actually begin to write.  I will look up a song on YouTube and something on the list on the right will catch my eye and I will click on that and the same thing happens on the next page until after several songs I discover am nowhere near where I began this little exploration.  Sometimes it’s good and sometimes not so much.  Today I think it was good as it took me to a place and music and an artist with which I wasn’t familiar.

The artist is  Tara Kamangar, a talented young American pianist who released an album this year called East of Melancholy which examines the links between the east and west in music particularly between the works of Russian and Persian composers.  I listened to several selections from the album and, though I am not a classical musical buff, found them quite engrossing, particularly the piece I have selected for today, Homage to Omar Khayyam composed by Iranian Aminollah (Andre) Hossein (1905-1983).

Omar Khayyam , who lived from 1048-1131, is best known to us today for his poetry which were composed in four line verses called ruba’i.  The image above is one of these verses in Persian, each leg representing a line of verse.  The collection of these ruba’i is a rubaiyat from which we get the title of the work which we know best as The Rubaiyat  of Omar Khayyam.  It has survived the last almost thousand years aided by Edward FitzGerald‘s famed translation which brought it to the attention of the west as well as reintroducing him to Iranians who had lost touch with the work.

However, the rubaiyat overshadows Khayyam’s vast influence on the world.  He was a true renaissance man, several hundred years before the idea of such a thing even existed.  He was a mathematician, an astronomer, philosopher and poet.  He wrote treatises on many subjects that shaped the modern world.  Truly, a giant of the mind yet we know him mainly as writer of short verses.

This piece begins with one of these verses:

The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
 Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit,
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
 Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.

Something to think about on a Sunday morning.  Hope you have  a great day.


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