And other musings on Cangiante, Sfumato, and Unione
My view during Ryan’s lesson. Yes, that’s right, Ryan went flying. And, of course, I went for the ride too. It was a pleasant flight in a nice plane.
Ryan eagerly awaited his lesson. Little did he know that, very shortly, he would do a touch-and-go landing by himself.
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I stand still or move slowly, feeling things like the impulse of shapes, the direction of lines, the quality of surfaces. I frame with my eye (sometimes with my hands) as the ground glass would frame. Nothing that one could reasonably call thinking is taking place at this stage. The condition is total absorption; the decision (a picture!) is spontaneous. – Aaron Siskind, 1955