Thoughts on the exhibition – light, color, sound (2008)
(Even though my exhibition has long been over, this entry is still valid for those who are interested in the connection between seeing and listening, painting and music)
Light, colour, sound, who is not fascinated by these three phenomena? They are associated with vibrations, waves, and perhaps moods, but they are difficult to grasp in all their mysterious immateriality.
In our everyday language, we often mix them in words such as “bright red, brightly colourful”, “shrill, screaming colours” … In painting we encounter “colour shades” and “colour shadows”. When sound becomes music – and this is primarily meant by sound in this exhibition – “sound colours” and “light or dark sound images” can arise.
As you know, there are people for whom the combination of sound and colour, music and image are so strong that they see a colour in a tone or hear a tone at the same time (synaesthesia), which is now an enrichment rather than a confusion of the senses. This affects only a few people. More often, the most common or usual phenomenon occurring is rather that people perceive light in certain sounds or musical passages. And quite often we want people to have something for the ear as well as for the eye.
For this reason, image sequences in movies, advertising and computer technology are “music” or “converted” into sound. In addition, scientists and artists are often involved, often separated, sometimes in collaboration with the interfaces of light, colour, sound. Musicians compose pieces of music (for example, Mussorgsky’s paintings of an exhibition). On the other hand, attempts were made to transform the sound into musical images (Kandinsky, Klee, Kupka …) to mixed forms (Yves Klein, John Cage …)
Nowadays you try to visualize sound with experiments, installations,events, video clips, computer technology … but I would like to stay with my pictures.
I have been dealing with the following questions for a long time:
What unites sound and music?
How can I play music in a picture? Does it go far at all ? Where can I find parallels and points of contact between dynamic music and actually static painting? But where do the similarities end?
The answer to these “old” questions is always different and new; because the artistic realization is as individual and subjective as the personal perception and remains an attempt like the answer to the questions: What is art? What is love? What is life? And the visitor will also find his own answers …[ Google translate – I missed the English version]
As a new day begins…
Posted by Don Merritt September 3, 2017
Posted in: Christian Life.
…each of us will face its challenges. There will be circumstances that develop, circumstances over which we may not have any control, circumstances that we simply cannot fix or that are bigger and stronger than we are. Some will surmount those situations and circumstances; others will be swept up by them which will it be for you?
There were two boats sailing in the bay. A stiff wind swept into the area blowing in the direction of the rocks and away from the harbor. The pilot of one of the boats was taken closer and closer to the rocks, its pilot having great difficulty controlling his course as the wind blew him closer and closer to disaster. Yet the pilot of the other boat adjusted his sails and set his course against the wind toward the safe harbor, for he knew that a good sailor can use the wind and sail against it. The minutes went by as one boat approached its end on the rocks and the other approached the safe harbor…
[Source: A New Day Begins ]Posted by Don Merritt September 3, 2017
It took a while
But now it comes
With no hesitation
To your shackles of procrastination
To your chains of timidity
To the fear of the unknown
Source: Hello Underground – aYoKa
Written by Jacob Ibrag
‘I’m not leaving,’ she whispered.
I want to believe,
to make my smile fix hers,
to give what’s left of me.
Oft times I ponder
on lives my cold mind has touched
my darkness, my light
my struggle as wind through stone
did I make my troubles theirs?
feeding minds as crumbs
to angels and demons same
while my eyes turned blind
Oft I’m reminded
of that coin’s two-sided grin
those smiles and the tears
the darkness of long gone years
and the flip that favored me
I can only pray
to impart more light than dark
as my imprint brands…
Written by Matthew – 2016
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