Georgia O’Keeffe, Red Canna, 1924 (Georgia O’Keeffe Museum)
In a passage originally published in the exhibition catalog An American Place, she writes, “A flower is relatively small. Everyone has many associations with a flower — the idea of flowers. You put out your hand to touch the flower — lean forward to smell it — maybe touch it with your lips almost without thinking — or give it to someone to please them. Still — in a way — nobody sees a flower — really — it is so small — we haven’t time — and to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time. If I could paint the flower exactly as I see it no one would see what I see because I would paint it small like the flower is small.
“So I said to myself — I’ll paint what I see — what the flower is to me but I’ll paint it big and they will be surprised into taking time to look at it — I will make even busy New-Yorkers take time to see what I see of flowers.
“Well — I made you take time to look at what I saw and when you took time to really notice my flower, you hung all your own associations with flowers on my flower and you write about my flower as if I think and see what you think and see of the flower — and I don’t.”
It strikes me as a meditative piece. Being fully present (in this case, to the flower), without preconceptions or adding unnecessary commentarial layers to this presence. Simple, but not easy to achieve. _/\_
I’m working on drawing hands and feet (!) and finding a similar experience of seeing beyond seeing. Thanks for this. Hope your visit has gone really well. Hugs,
Yes we often write and talk to people assuming
sometimes we know what is in their head.
Which of course is impossible as we can
never be in the other persons head nor
would I want to be. So I guess we
need to ask better questions, listen, and
try to understand the other person with
empathy and humility.