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Subject  :  The Beauty of Time
Author  :  Sophia Gates
Date  :  09-09-1999 on 11:34 p.m.
Thunderbird@21stcentury.net This has been such a rich and thought-provoking salon - thanks to all! But I have a few thoughts on fragments, what they represent, and why they might be even more appealing to some individuals than rugs (or sculpture, or paintings) in perfect condition. It is well known that the Romantics thrived on ruins, for they expressed the ravages and softening of time. Looking at a ruin sets the mind free, lets it imagine the hands that built it, the people who walked its halls, the sieges it withstood and the battles finally lost. Thus with fragments: sorrow and respect for the missing hands that wove it, for the brave camel it decorated, for the passing feet that wore it practically into the ground. Generations came and went, yet the artist speaks to us still, and we answer with love well-earned. Can we know what that artist meant to say, what she "intended"? Could one say better, her art is merely the tip of an iceberg that is the creative mind - and how much of that is visible to the eye only? How much truly can be known? But the creative mind belongs to the viewer also, who with thoughtfulness, humility and an open heart, answers the artist's call. Art is not just made by artists! It is also made by the people who thrill to the dance, who listen rapt to the symphony, who treasure the beat-up old rag that speaks yet of horses thundering across the plain and the smoky comfort of the tent at night. ANY piece of these old treasures has value and meaning, beauty and signficance. They come to us across time; in spite of warfare and chaos and death they still sing. Listen to them.

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