Every particular in nature, a leaf, a drop, a crystal, a moment of time is related to the whole, and partakes of the perfection of the whole. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
He would rather walk quickly and then return to the parts he liked and spend time in those.
I don’t know much about art. But, like Amos, I do know when I enjoy a picture or sculpture.
I’ll stand or sit in front of a particularly great work – in my opinion – for half an hour or more.
Several years ago, while visiting the Parthenon in Nashville, Tennessee, I experienced one of those stop and stare moments. It was an oil painting called Widening Sea by Frederick Judd Waugh.
No matter which way I looked, the sea appeared to be coming at me. Light danced. Waves washed. Clouds scattered.
Sometimes I think of life in oceanic moments: marrying, birthing sons, the first house.
But life swims in all the moments between the waves.
Relaxing under a hot shower. Twisting a perfect peach off its stone. Sharing laughter with a friend. Weeping with another. Watching the sunset. Smelling fresh bread on a cold winter’s evening.
Are you hurrying through the gallery to stare at the moments you think are best?
Or are you taking the time to experience each masterpiece?