Robert Adams

Michael Brien's

Michael Brien
Sermon on the Mount

An image search for “Sermon on the Mount” in Google returns lots of drapery and grand gestures. Here’s another view, one I find very appealing. Here Michael Brien succeeds in depicting the very qualities espoused in the Sermon (especially in the Beatitudes; those of simplicity, poverty, humility) with naïve honesty.

These qualities are finally about our internal state rather than our material world. And they are hugely topical qualities (especially given the recent predictions of a Global Financial Crisis Mark 2).

What does it mean to be meek in such a scenario? Or to be poor in spirit? These are old ideas yet they contain eternal, inner truths; ideas that are entry points into the depths of the psyche:

Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.
Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be filled.
Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy.
Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God.
Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are you when they revile and persecute you, and say all kinds of evil against you falsely for My sake. Rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for great is your reward in heaven, for so they persecuted the prophets who were before you.

Of course some of the words are a little wonky, even repellent to many. What is “heaven” in contemporary language? What’s the “earth” (those swathes of green in the painting) that could be inherited? Meister Eckhart gave us a clue:

I have spoken at times of a light in the soul, a light that is uncreated and uncreatable… to the extent that we can deny ourselves and turn away from created things, we shall find our unity and blessing in that little spark in the soul, which neither space nor time touches…

And Robert Adams was another relentless sermoniser in the same direction:

The wise person, therefore, does really not look to change anything. They become quiet. They have patience. They work on themselves. They watch their thoughts, watch their actions and observe themselves getting angry, observe themselves getting depressed, observe themselves getting jealous and envious and the rest of it. Little by little they realize, “That’s not me. That’s hypnosis. That’s a lie.” They do not react to their condition. To the extent that they do not react to their conditions, to that extent do they become free. They no longer care what anybody else is doing. They compare themselves with no one. They compete with no one. They simply watch themselves. They observe themselves. They see the mental confusion.

There are listeners in this work of Brien’s, little people prepared to open their arms, people arrayed upon the slopes. These are our internal people too. Briens’ work can be taken as a map of a psychic landscape, a potentiality for transformation through true simplicity.

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Another image from Robert Adams: Landscapes of Harmony and Dissonance, a current exhibition at the Getty museum.

Robert Adams - Colorado Springs, Colorado

Robert Adams
West Edge of Denver, Colorado 1968 -1970
© 2009 The J. Paul Getty Trust. All rights reserved.

Adams, in the audio accompanying the image on the Getty site, says:

Two things, I think, brought me to make the picture: one, the loneliness of the figure, and two, the remarkable high altitude light which bathes the entire scene.

The traditional view of art, and I subscribe to it, is that art should delight and instruct. It’s in that sense inevitably political I think. The woman as she is isolated in that window suggests to me indirectly that there is something inhumane about the way our housing is conceived. The delight, if there is such, comes in the panoply of light that bathes rather mysteriously this frightening, dark isolation that is at the centre of the picture.

This is a powerful image from 40 years ago, one that strikes me all the more so after my recent Bali experience, where housing is conceived in quite another way. Partly this is due to climate, but also due to a collective view of housing (so there’s no homelessness), to arrangements of communal living that weave the need for housing into the overall ensouled process of everyday living.

Coming back to Sydney, our clean city streets seem in one sense empty (expunged of soul) and in another cluttered with traffic and (in the inner Eastern Suburbs at least) peopled by, to a greater or lesser extent, the homeless (in both an outer and inner sense).

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Just read this recent Jacket interview – Noel King of Macquarie University Sydney, interviewing Frish Brandt of the Fraenkel Gallery about the work of Robert Adams. Reading and enjoying the images there, it got me thinking of a link I bookmarked earlier this year, Robert Adams: Landscapes of Harmony and Dissonance, an exhibition at the Getty museum.

Listening to the audio tracks on the Getty site, some fragments (from interviews with Adams) stayed in my mind. Here are those fragments accompanying his image Ontario Canada.

Robert Adams - Ontario Canada

Robert Adams
Ontario Canada, 1983
© 2009 The J. Paul Getty Trust. All rights reserved.

… after I took the picture, as I was packing up the camera, a person in the house in the background loosed a pack of dogs on me, which I managed to repel with some rocks – it was a very hostile area …

… if you’d say “are those two crossed palms, which seem to be an cross on a death certificate, beautiful?” – certainly the object itself is not beautiful, but I suppose at some extreme end of things I would hope that finding a kind of order in the viewfinder of the camera does imply a measure of coherence in life.

… to offer a positive outlook in the face of despair …

… the operating principle that seems to work best is to go to the landscape that frightens you the most and take pictures until you’re not scared any more.

In these quotes I was struck with how there’s menace; how picture making for Adams is not necessarily a comfortable nor academic experience – it’s a complex process involving challenge, determination, an overriding ethic (the positive outlook), and also the expectation and experience of despair. Which in turn makes me wonder about the qualities I bring to my own picture making – who’s actually there when out in the world I make my images, and what my own relationship is to the world. An ongoing inquiry …

I’m also struck writing this now how the “backstory” of the image, for me, adds greatly to that image – an idea I guess I’m tussling with in my vispoems. And “backstory” can be thought of in different ways – from a description of the events relating to the picture taking, on up to the poetic and even mythic implications of those events.

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