Sometime in January I went to an art exhibit in Cambridge, Massachusetts (I believe that it was leaving soon for someplace in California) called The Writer’s Brush. It was an extraordinary exhibit, really, of visual artwork done by writers, most of them well known: Arthur Rimbaud, George Sand, Hermann Hesse, Djuna Barnes, William Faulkner, Hans Christian Anderson … I could fill this space with names.
What I loved in particular were accompanying comments. D.H. Lawrence said, “All my life, I have from time to time gone back to paint because it dave me a form of delight that words can never give.” Henry Miller wrote, “To paint is to love again.” Gunter Grass noted, “Look, says the image, at how few words I need.”
What was extraordinary to me was the ease with which some of these people pass from one form of creativity to another. Many of them, to my mind, were as fine visual artists as they were writers, and I wonder about another project — one taking the words of artists and celebrating their writing ability. My first nomination would be Camille Rose Garcia, whose words speak as eloquently as her art.
Perhaps the point of all of this is to say that there are many ways of opening the heart, and that those who are creative and can share the opening of their hearts — in whatever medium or media — do us a great service. We should be grateful.
– Jeannette Cézanne
http://www.JeannetteCezanne.com
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