Looking into the landscape you become its rivers, float across it in floating clouds, turn into trees whispering in the wind. The inhumanely straight line of time bends back on itself and becomes a circle, and you feel eternity.
In Caspar David Friedrich’s “Wanderer above the Sea of Fog” we see the back of the man because we are looking into the landscape with him at the same angle he does – we see what he sees, and we are pulled into the hypnotic magic of a mountain landscape, becoming what we are seeing.
The art of seeing is an out of body experience where you become what you see.
The French painter Caillebotte, a detailed observer of human personalities, has painted a different variation of this theme. A man looks out of his window in Paris. The big city couldn’t be farther from the Caspar David Friedrich’s mountain ranges, but the process of focused observation also stops time for the bit city man in Caillebotte’s picture.
For my project “Spirit of Nature” I am going to turn around and look at the watcher and look at him as he is looking. I hope to see something he is seeing by looking at him.
Seeing transcends the visual process: the seeing person perceives what is beyond the physical reality.
I will show a young woman infatuated with a beautiful landscape. You will be able to see her and the landscape that is behind her, but what she actually sees you will read from her facial expression and the light that the landscape shines into her face.
I will let the audience guess what she is seeing, let the landscape behind her inspire imagination and spike the fantasy to create fantastic and imagined landscapes in the minds of the audience.
I could even go in very close and show the reflection of what she sees in the reflections in her eyes.
The posture of those captured of what they see: both men in the paintings have their hands in their pant pockets, completely forgetting they have arms to move things, and legs to walk. They are immobile, caught in an infinite moment, going around in the circle of time and they do not want to leave it and return to the mercilessly linear time that disappears behind the horizon.
Going around in the circle of time they have been excited into by their observation they do not want to return into linear time, that mercilessly goes into the distance and disappears behind the horizon.
They are , through their eyes, experiencing eternity. And are connected to the strong pulse of nature and creation. An experience that lifts them out of their individual existence and makes them part of the universe. The spirit of nature goes through their veins.