{"id":7842,"date":"2024-06-14T16:08:29","date_gmt":"2024-06-14T20:08:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/the-continuous-creative-act-of-seeing-clearly-the-marginalian\/"},"modified":"2024-06-14T16:08:29","modified_gmt":"2024-06-14T20:08:29","slug":"the-continuous-creative-act-of-seeing-clearly-the-marginalian","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/the-continuous-creative-act-of-seeing-clearly-the-marginalian\/","title":{"rendered":"The Continuous Creative Act of Seeing Clearly \u2013 The Marginalian"},"content":{"rendered":"

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There is no pure perception \u2014 of a flower, of a mountain, of a person. In everything we look at, we see partly a reflection of ourselves \u2014 a projection of an internal model seeking to approximate the actuality. If we are conscious enough and unafraid enough of being surprised, we will keep testing the model against reality, incrementally ceding the imagined to the actual. One measure of love \u2014 perhaps the deepest measure \u2014 is the willingness to remove the projection in order to perceive what is truly there. There is both sorrow and consolation in knowing that although we can only ever glimpse parts of the totality beyond us, we can keep trying to see more clearly in order to love more deeply. <\/p>\n

I am reminded of a passage from The Living Mountain<\/em><\/strong><\/a> (public library<\/em><\/a>) \u2014 that uncommon masterpiece of attention and affection<\/a> by the Scottish mountaineer and poet Nan Shepherd<\/strong> (February 11, 1893\u2013February 23, 1981) \u2014 illustrating this paradox of perception.<\/p>\n

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Up in the Scottish Highlands, Shepherd discovers how the illusions of perception depend on one\u2019s position, physical as much as psychic. She writes:<\/p>\n

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A scatter of white flowers in grass, looked at through half-closed eyes, blaze out with a sharp clarity as though they had actually risen up out of their background. Such illusions, depending on how the eye is placed and used, drive home the truth that our habitual vision of things is not necessarily right: it is only one of an infinite number, and to glimpse an unfamiliar one, even for a moment, unmakes us, but steadies us again.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This overwhelming infinity of possible perceptions is what attention evolved to protect us from \u2014 that \u201cintentional, unapologetic discriminator,\u201d<\/a> selecting a handful of parts out of the totality in order to construct the projected image. <\/p>\n

Without a conscious clearing of the lens, the eye sees what the mind has already imagined. <\/p>\n

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Ren\u00e9 Magritte. The False Mirror<\/em>. 1929. (Museum of Modern Art.)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

As her vision encounters the myriad tessellated realities of the mountain, Shepherd considers what it takes to \u201clook creatively\u201d in order to see more clearly: <\/p>\n

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How can I number the worlds to which the eye gives me entry? \u2014 the world of light, of colour, of shape, of shadow: of mathematical precision in the snowflake, the ice formation, the quartz crystal, the patterns of stamen and petal: of rhythm in the fluid curve and plunging line of the mountain faces. Why some blocks of stone, hacked into violent and tortured shapes, should so profoundly tranquillise the mind I do not know. Perhaps the eye imposes its own rhythm on what is only a confusion: one has to look creatively to see this mass of rock as more than jag and pinnacle \u2014 as beauty\u2026 A certain kind of consciousness interacts with the mountain-forms to create this sense of beauty. Yet the forms must be there for the eye to see. And forms of a certain distinction: mere dollops won\u2019t do it. It is, as with all creation, matter impregnated with mind: but the resultant issue is a living spirit, a glow in the consciousness, that perishes when the glow is dead. It is something snatched from non-being, that shadow which creeps in on us continuously and can be held off by continuous creative act. So, simply to look on anything, such as a mountain, with the love that penetrates to its essence, is to widen the domain of being in the vastness of non-being. Man has no other reason for his existence.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Meanwhile on another landmass, Frida Kahlo was confronting the challenge of fully knowing another, writing<\/a> to the complicated love of her life that \u201conly one mountain can know the core of another mountain\u201d \u2014 a poetic reminder that getting to know one another\u2019s depths may be the supreme \u201ccontinuous creative act,\u201d the great triumph of perception over projection.<\/p>\n

Complement with Oliver Sacks on the necessity of our illusions<\/a> and Iain McGilchrist on how we render reality with attention as an instrument of love<\/a>, then revisit the young Charles Darwin\u2019s encounter with God in the mountains<\/a> and the surrealist French poet and philosopher Ren\u00e9 Daumal on the mountain and the meaning of life<\/a>.<\/p>\n<\/p><\/div>\n

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