Almost every day I walk along Minnehaha Creek in Minneapolis. Each time I'm reminded of how much there is to see when you take a moment to look. Simple things. The flowing water. Reflections above.
This reminded me of a quote from Ellsworth Kelly that I first read in his New York Times obituary.
“I think what we all want from art is a sense of fixity, a sense of opposing the chaos of daily living,” he said. “This is an illusion, of course. What I’ve tried to capture is the reality of flux, to keep art an open, incomplete situation, to get at the rapture of seeing.”
That phrase has stuck with me. The rapture of seeing. Beautiful.
Minnehaha Creek, spring 2021. Ice is below the surface, reflections of the trees above.