Everything is Old is New Again
I feel a bit strange posting work that I did years ago but with the recent arrival of my worldy possessions I was reunited with many of my old images. Seeing them again after more than a year, I've been feeling a surge of inspiration from former projects. Even though my aesthetic direction has changed I'm looking forward to integrating the way I used to work with the way I am currently exploring. I have no wish to 'go back' but I'm comforted to know that at some point (on those days when I'm not quite sure) I 'knew what I was doing' (!)
T.S. Eliot wrote beautifully on this in his poem, Four Quartets 4: Little Gidding
My favorite section of this poem from the end of stanza V..........
With the drawing of this Love and the voice of this Calling
We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Through the unknown, unremembered gate
When the last of earth left to discover
Is that which was the beginning;
At the source of the longest river
The voice of the hidden waterfall
And the children in the apple-tree
Not known, because not looked for
But heard, half-heard, in the stillness
Between two waves of the sea.
Quick now, here, now, always—
A condition of complete simplicity
(Costing not less than everything)
And all shall be well and
All manner of thing shall be well
When the tongues of flame are in-folded
Into the crowned knot of fire
And the fire and the rose are one.
.....So, remember what you love and continue to bring it with you as you explore all that is new each day