Could I stare at something unmoving (i.e.: a picture, painting, work of art, product on a shelf) for 10 whole minutes?
I’m not sure I could. What does that say about me?
(this thought came from reading The Art of Noticing by Rob Walker)
Month: January 2020
Observations/thoughts:
sea of clouds, gray, swirling above the earth
neon white/chemical white, lined paper sitting atop snow, blue lines & pink,
folded/creased, then unfolded,
partially crumpled but not, uncrumpled,
resting within a crevice of snow
Also:
My daughter climbed mounds of snow at school today.
From The Imitation of Christ:
He who best knows how to suffer enjoys the greatest peace, and such a man is victor over himself, master of the world, friend of Christ, and heir of heaven.”
(from the section called “The Man Who Loves Peace”)
