What I Said To My Wife In The Car The Other Day…

Or “The Fragility of Life demands Ornamentation  – A conversation in the car, May 2017”

We have really fragile lives, right?  We can be disabled at any second through a catastrophe, an  accident, or disease. We are always questioning everything; our own identity, our security. Things can be taken from us; stuff that we love, stuff that we find security in. And physically we are very fragile; we can be hit by something and killed or injured badly. There is so much chaos in so many ways.

Ornamentation says, “I’m not going to be reined in by all that or held down or limited by all of that.” Ornamentation are the thrills that we put on our lives. Or the things we enjoy. Music can be an ornamentation to your life. Ornamentation can be what you wear, how you wear it, or the little eccentricities that we have. It’s the real me coming out from underneath the defenses I put up to protect my being as I go through the world each day. Ornamentations are the little extravagances we allow ourselves. You know, when after we deliver all the work at the gallery and then go next door for a Baskin-Robbins ice cream cone, that’s an ornamentation in your life.

And I sort of feel that in my art I am showing that in a tangible way in all the little twirls and wiggles and spirals and whirling things. They don’t mean anything and they aren’t necessary and yet they sort of defy the hard lines that reality puts up for us to walk between.

Like Jesus, taking time to just be with his Father when he could have been dealing with all the people who would have been demanding him to heal everybody in the world because he had the power. Yet he took time away to ornament his life, by enjoying a wedding feast with friends, or spending time with Martha and Mary and Lazarus who he enjoyed.

Everything that’s fragile about us is a given; the ornamentation, how we approach life is a choice, and I think it’s important both for us and for others to enjoy it and for others to see it in us, to be ornamenting our lives with things that can’t be quantified as being useful in some ways.

Like art. It doesn’t make any difference to your life in one way, whether you live or you don’t live, or whether you are sick and can be healed or not, the way medicine does.  And yet, why do we always need art? Why do we need music? Why do we need beauty?

You know, no matter what’s going on in the economy or how badly we’re doing economically we still need to treat ourselves to little things,  we still need to ornament our existence.

I think that’s a big part of what I’m doing with my prayer machines. I’m sort of saying this extravagance is important too, the fact that these wheels spin so delightfully for no discernible purpose is still worthwhile in some way, it still has validity.

And now I want to cry.

James Paterson

May 26, 2017

209. Can You Envision Such A Windblown Silence? - A Prayer Machine by James Paterson 2016
209. Can You Envision Such A Windblown Silence? – A Prayer Machine by James Paterson 2016