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Do You See What I See?
It’s astonishing.
The image is the exact same, and yet my eyes see it transform into something new every time I look at it for a few seconds. Is my mind playing tricks on me or am I seeing precisely what I should be seeing? What’s going on?
One day, it’s a wise old man. The next week it’s definitely a desert creature. “The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air” just popped into my head. Not one of its countless comedic moments, but the most emotional scene of the entire series between Will Smith and his Dad.
The background is now leaping into the foreground and vice versa. There it hangs in its strong black frame, with its white background and bold colored shapes of blue, green, red, yellow and black trying to define itself, but with a gentle fluidity that allows it to change upon fresh glance.
Art is frustratingly ambiguous on Monday and magically inspiring on Saturday morning. The artist clearly painted with great intent with his brush strokes. Still, a new viewer will all but certainly have a varying view of the artist’s proposed meaning when compared to someone who has looked at it before for some time. The painting has a unique story to each observer.
Anyways, I was driving by the Columbus Commons during lunch on Monday, alongside the construction of the new apartments. The apartments look like they should be a fantastic addition to a growing metropolitan area. Conversely, the opposite side of the street looks depressed, lonely and void of any hope or acknowledgement. In the past when I’ve driven past this same stretch, the sight of it has just been flat out sad with the same worn, aged, dirty store fronts. I wonder what it used to look and be like?
That is until, while driving past this area, a song that was playing in my CD player (yes, some people still buy CD’s) sparked a flurry of imaginative ideas for what this strip could look like. All of a sudden, flashes of bustling small local shops mixed with a big-name brand here and there electrified my mind with images of smiling faces, adults and children alike, proudly parading the street with a new sense of optimism and happiness. This picture lasted only a few seconds, but it was undeniably vivid.
I’m no architect (nope, I’m no Ted Mosby or George Costanza), but perhaps that’s not who those old buildings need right now. Maybe what that side of the street needs is someone to stop, pause and take a long, uninterrupted look on a Saturday morning.
The Art of Serendipity
I was in a bank recently and as I approached the counter, the tellers were all fixated on a new painting from a local artist hanging on one of the walls. Some of the tellers were standing close to it, others from a distance behind the counter. Each of them was transfixed on deciphering all the shapes. One of the tellers nearby was quite stunning, so I made every effort to sound artistically insightful around her.
It was a large piece, several feet by several feet. The shapes and figures were mostly recognizable, but not completely. For instance, some people saw a jazz band, like myself. A golden saxophone, cello and the suits stood out most prominently. Then, one of the tellers pointed to a potential drum set and, after looking more intently, I concurred. However, I “saw” too large of a drum set because then she pointed out three heads of people sitting in the front row. I completely missed them as did she at first glance. We thought the “head” in the bottom left hand corner was the kick drum…
We had a good laugh about that one.
Turns out, it was a painting of a jazz band. One of the tellers was told so by the artist himself. Still, as the tellers informed me (and as I experienced personally), everybody had their own interpretation of the painting and/or some of the distorted shapes. People were still seeing different things here and there. Not everybody saw the jazz band, but then others did see the three heads of people in the front row.
Either way, the painting is very cool, it’s hanging inside a nice bank and the artist successfully sparked a conversation about his work.
Win-win-win.
Interestingly, the journey to finding the “girl of our dreams” is much like looking at a beautiful painting. Most everybody sees the obvious beauty, but it takes that one special, right person to discover how and why it’s (she’s) a masterpiece.
The first step, in some situations, is casually starting a conversation with a stunning bank teller despite the crowded presence of her fellow female tellers, perhaps about a piece of art hanging inside a bank. Then, it’s about asking her out to dinner as smoothly as the strokes of paint in a prominent wall decoration.
Afterwards, maybe she’d find it fun to catch a set at a jazz club…
If so, talk about life imitating art.
America’s Odyssey for Sage Leadership
Rising star. Celebrity. Momentum. Trajectory.
These words have entered into our society’s vernacular as modern day prerequisites for achieving powerful positions. Specifically, political leaders on both sides of the aisle have followed this dynamic in pursuing what is presumed to be their “yellow brick road” to success and stature.
The question is where is that wicked witch hiding, ready to spoil the sunny ceremony?
There is no doubt there are some young, intelligent mayors, governors and congressional leaders around the country and in D.C. who have the potential to get elected to higher office in the coming years. However, will the results of an electoral victory paint a masterpiece in the making or reveal more of an illusion?
Regarding policy, there are a few exciting representatives and senators (it was very strange to write that, by the way). In this sense, “exciting” equates to big ideas and energy that a select few congressmen and congresswomen are bringing to the multitude of policy debates in our nation’s capital, as well as in state legislatures around the country.
And yet, there is an important distinction between discussing big ideas with widespread media attention and implementing and achieving success from big ideas. It’s the “talk the talk” versus the “walk the walk” paradigm.
The American people have heard all the talk (the mute button has overused it purpose), but now it’s time for some walking. It’s time not only in terms of leadership, but also electorally defeating specific political leaders and watching them walk away.
“[He or she] is a rising star within the ______ Party!”
Do you want to know what a rising star is? A rising star is a star that hasn’t yet made it to the “big show” in the gorgeous night sky of infinite grandeur. It has yet to reach its permanent place and is not prepared to steadily guide anyone lost who looks up to it for direction. Polaris, or the North Star, is always situated in its place, visible for anyone to see and rely upon. This glistening wonder in the darkest of nights is always ready to serve whenever needed.
“[He or she] has become an absolute celebrity in the ______ Party!”
Whether the problems revolve around debt, jobs, tax code overhaul, foreign policy (U.S.) or laying down a solid foundation for a broken city dragged down by poverty and crime (Newark, N.J.) or shutting down the government to defund Obamacare without the Senate majority and White House (a few GOP Senators) or reviving an entire state that has nearly incomparable sources of cash flow and natural beauty that have been spent/taken for granted (California), the country is yearning for experienced leadership and vision.
In other words, people are searching for trust. People, I will venture to say, want someone who is a master of politics, but who thinks and operates above that “messy swamp.”
People want a distinguished sheriff, not a hot shot cowboy.
In these upcoming elections, we need to ask the candidates (repeatedly) what concrete successes their policies have produced? What did they say were their ideas, how did they implement what they said they would and what were the outcomes? How do the outcomes apply to solving our current dilemmas?
We’ve seen plenty of flash, we’ve had plenty of celebrities and we’ve strained our necks from looking up at rising stars. Admittedly, I’m a fan of some of these rising stars. However, most all of them are still rising and have not yet earned a spot in the night sky of stars composed of firm power, imagination and certainty.
Trust > Trajectory.
We’ve endured a president who was a rising star and celebrity. How many of you trust him or the federal government he’s leading not to violate your privacy or to provide valid ideas to improve our lagging economy to create quality jobs or to project strength through his foreign policy?
Trust > Trajectory.
P.S. It’s usually rising stars who are too preoccupied with their own personal ambitions to answer a 3 a.m. phone call…or a phone call with dire warnings in the middle of the afternoon months before a heart-wrenching catastrophe.
Personal responsibility sure is a lost art from those who have been given the all-powerful paint brushes of America’s ever-changing masterpiece…or tragedy, depending on the artists.
What Will We Look Like in a Museum?
The incredible power of looking at a painting or sculpture is imagining what the artist was thinking over a period of time that took him or her from a blank sheet, or even nothing at all, to a colorful, even transcendent, finish. What was the thought process? The inspiration? The meaning?
Art is a fantastically ambiguous medium that stirs up emotions and reactions that range from happy and joyful to curious and confusing to sorrowful and heart-breaking to inspiring and magnificent. In some senses, art is universally objective and other times is purely subjective to the viewer.
Starry Night (of the 19th century) is beloved around the world. The perception of a vase from Ancient Greece with a story illustrated around the top rim is more subjective.
I wonder what the defining piece of art will be for the 21st century (so far)? What image or shapes will resonate with entire generations?
I have a strong inkling it won’t be a 2-dimensional painting or marble sculpture, but instead will be an experience.
Ask yourself: What is it like to live in the 21st century?
Whatever you decide, be inventive.