At Sea

The fly ought to be used as the symbol of impertinence and audacity; for whilst all other animals shun man more than anything else, and run away even before he comes near them the fly lights upon his very nose.

Arthur Schopenhauer

I just finished watching the entire first season of Lost. In the final episode three men and a young boy take off from the island on a funky little raft they've built. When they set sail the beach is filled with desperate well-wishers waving them off. For several minutes there is no dialogue only rousing music and spectacular footage of the raft surmounting the incoming tide and setting out on the open sea. What unbelievable courage and yet, what unbelievable nerve. I've decided to paint a picture of a boat on the water, but first I painted just the water and the sky. Now, if you look again at the painting above you can appreciate the vastness of the ocean and the sky ~ there is no clear end of one or beginning of the other. And without the boat as a reference, it's impossible to tell how large an area you're actually looking at. That's creation ~ tiny, immense, unfathomable, and yet, man ventures out into it everyday. Wow.