Don't we forgive everything of a lover? We forgive selfishness, desire, guile. As long as we are the motive for it...There are some European words you can never translate properly into another language.
Michael OndaatjeRead
You must talk to me, Caravaggio. Or am I just a book? Something to be read, some creature to be tempted out of a loch and shot full of morphine, full of corridors, lies, loose vegetation, pockets of stones.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the desire for genuine connection and communication beyond superficial interactions.
In this quote by Michael Ondaatje, the speaker addresses Caravaggio, expressing a longing for real dialogue rather than being treated as an object or concept, akin to a book to be read. It highlights the complexity of human relationships and the importance of understanding and vulnerability in communication, suggesting that one feels diminished when reduced to mere imagery or surface-level interactions.
In practice
In a lecture about the importance of communication in art, this quote perfectly illustrates the need for deeper engagement.
Don't we forgive everything of a lover? We forgive selfishness, desire, guile. As long as we are the motive for it...There are some European words you can never translate properly into another language.
When we are young we do not look into mirrors. It is when we are old, concerned with our name, our legend, what our lives will mean to the future. We become vain with the names we own, our claims to have been the first eyes, the strongest army, the cleverest merchant. It is when he is old that Narcissus wants a graven image of himself.
Water is the exile, carried back in cans and flasks, the ghost between your hands and your mouth.
You don't want to write your own opinion, you don't want to just represent yourself, but represent yourself through someone else.
A man in a desert can hold absence in his cupped hands, knowing it is something that feeds him more than water.
I have spent weeks in the desert, forgetting to look at the moon, he says, as a married man may spend days never looking into the face of his wife. These are not sins of omission but signs of pre-occuopation.
Paris... is a world meant for the walker alone, for only the pace of strolling can take in all the rich (if muted) detail.
Don't use your brain to play it, let your feelings guide your fingers.
Photography is a magic thing. A thing that has mysterious odors, a little strange and frightening, something one quickly grows to love.
The important thing is to feel your music, really feel it and believe it.
Madness is the absolute break with the work of art; it forms the constitutive moment of abolition, which dissolves in time the truth of the work of art.
I'm lucky enough to be able to make films and so I don't need a psychiatrist. I can sort out my fears and all those things with my work. That's an enormous privilege. That's the privilege of all artists, to be able to sort out their unhappiness and their neuroses in order to create something.
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