There is a certain understanding that comes from standing on that border between knowing and unknowing, as the light of full consciousness chases away shadows. Giambattista Marino, in Borges' story A Yellow Rose, understood it.
Viktor Frankl understood it. Fernando Pessoa understood this place, too.
It led Gauguin to the furthest corner of the world to ask us all those questions we forget when caught in the day-to-day of our busy routines. Where did we come from? Where are we going? Why are we here?
Scientists have discovered that the eye only "sees" when it stops moving. As it skins across a page, or a computer monitor, it stops then moves then stops, capturing the words only when still.
In the same way we best engage art when we still ourselves before it. We best engage life in the same manner. As we bustle about, we can miss so much. Like the infinite solace in a single gesture.
Join us tonight for our Third Annual Art Show at Goin' Postal in Superior. Talk to the artists. Ask questions. And open your eyes.
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