My (recently footnoted) series on idolatry owes much to Merleau-Ponty. This is particularly the case in regards to my distinction between ‘finished’ and ‘completed’ works of art. For any interested readers and for further elucidation I’ve provided some of the relevant passages from Merleau-Ponty here. Continue reading Merleau-Ponty on “finished” works of art and other matters
I have a hard time really engaging in stationary visual art. I have to actively pursue interest in order to experience much that is interesting. Maybe that’s fine. Maybe not. But These fantasy paintings by Jacek Yerka engage me without any work on my part. I love the dialogue between the grand and the minute — small scale: books on a shelf. Large scale: they hold back a reservoir of water (knowledge). Small scale: lights of a city. Large scale: a volcano. It makes me think a little bit about a line from the Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis. It goes something like this.
“In our world,” said Eustace, “a star is a huge ball of flaming gas.”
Even in your world, my son, that is not what a star is, but only what it is made of.”
The significance of a star is not what it is made of, but how it is integrated into our lives. So on one scale: a star is a bunch of burning gas, on another, it can show the way out of a storm. And every time we look up at that star, we are reminded of what we owe it.
Here is the site where I discovered the work of Yerka.