“The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time.”–James Taylor
The painting on the left is called “The Clock.” I understand that Philip Guston stopped painting abstracts around 1960 and started doing more realistic works. I was initially attracted to this abstract because I love strong colors. I have also been, most of my life, intrigued by clocks and the passage of time. Imagine my surprise when I realized the title of the painting. So I started really scrutinizing and trying to figure out why it would be so titled. Try as I might I cannot see why he called it “The Clock.” The more I look at it the more it looks like a devil. A fiery devil. I admit that I know next to nothing about painting. Could the artist have intended it to look like what I see? I have no idea. The only correlation I can draw between a clock and what I see here is: The devil makes me do it–waste time, that is. Those of you who are old enough will probably realize that I borrowed that line from Flip Wilson. Those of you too young to remember Flip, you missed a delightful comedian whose alter ego was a woman named Geraldine.
The clock is ticking. In my last post I was asking, “Who am I?” Today I think how I spend my time is far more important. Whoever or whatever I am, I can enjoy the “now.” That really is all I have.
“Spend the afternoon. You can’t take it with you.”–Annie Dillard