Emily Dickinson was an artmonk

Posted by on Oct 22, 2010 in Uncategorized | No Comments

A poem by Emily Dickinson: Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat? Then crouch within the door. Red is the Fire’s common tint; But when the vivid Ore Has vanquished Flame’s conditions, It quivers from the Forge Without a color but the light Of unanointed Blaze. Least Village has its Blacksmith, Whose Anvil’s […]

Gospel of Thomas

Posted by on Oct 21, 2010 in Uncategorized | No Comments

“If you bring forth what is within you, what you bring forth will save you. If you do not bring forth what is within you, What you do not bring forth will destroy you.” — The Gospel according to Thomas [Part of the Daily Lectio series, named after the Benedictine tradition of lectio divina, “divine reading.” For […]

Baudelaire was an artmonk (kinda)

Posted by on Oct 20, 2010 in Uncategorized | No Comments

At One O’Clock in the Morning A prayer of sorts by Charles Baudelaire: Alone, at last! Not a sound to be heard but the rumbling of some belated and decrepit cabs. For a few hours we shall have silence, if not repose. At last the tyranny of the human face has disappeared, and I myself […]

Emerson on Art, part 7

Posted by on Oct 19, 2010 in Uncategorized | No Comments

A true announcement of the law of creation, if a man were found worthy to declare it, would carry art up into the kingdom of nature, and destroy its separate and contrasted existence. The fountains of invention and beauty in modern society are all but dried up. A popular novel, a theatre, or a ball-room […]

Emerson on Art, part 6

Posted by on Oct 18, 2010 in Uncategorized | No Comments

Yet when we have said all our fine things about the arts, we must end with a frank confession, that the arts, as we know them, are but initial. Our best praise is given to what they aimed and promised, not to the actual result. He has conceived meanly of the resources of man, who […]

Emerson on Art, part 5

Posted by on Oct 17, 2010 in Uncategorized | No Comments

I remember, when in my younger days I had heard of the wonders of Italian painting, I fancied the great pictures would be great strangers; some surprising combination of color and form; a foreign wonder, barbaric pearl and gold, like the spontoons and standards of the militia, which play such pranks in the eyes and […]

Emerson on Art, part 4

Posted by on Oct 16, 2010 in Uncategorized | No Comments

The reference of all production at last to an aboriginal Power explains the traits common to all works of the highest art,–that they are universally intelligible; that they restore to us the simplest states of mind; and are religious. Since what skill is therein shown is the reappearance of the original soul, a jet of […]

Emerson on Art, part 3

Posted by on Oct 15, 2010 in Uncategorized | No Comments

Thus, historically viewed, it has been the office of art to educate the perception of beauty. We are immersed in beauty, but our eyes have no clear vision. It needs, by the exhibition of single traits, to assist and lead the dormant taste. We carve and paint, or we behold what is carved and painted, […]

Emerson on Art, part 2

Posted by on Oct 14, 2010 in Uncategorized | No Comments

But the artist must employ the symbols in use in his day and nation, to convey his enlarged sense to his fellow-men. Thus the new in art is always formed out of the old. The Genius of the Hour sets his ineffaceable seal on the work, and gives it an inexpressible charm for the imagination. […]

Sanford Meisner is an artmonk

Posted by on Oct 13, 2010 in Uncategorized | No Comments

Life beats down and crushes our souls and good acting, good theatre reminds everybody that we they one. At least the type of theatre that I’m interested in. You have the opportunity to literally change people’s lives if they work on material that stands for something. But these days, most actors enter the profession to […]