Art imitates nature.
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that nothing in the universe is original.
Great art is not original. You couldn’t come up with something unrecognizable even if you tried, no matter what Barnett Newman says, because we are nature. We are starstuff. We are a way for the cosmos to know itself. And it is the most unsurprising and natural thing that, in our consciousness, we would conjure something in the universe, over and over again.
The very greatest art always contains an “Aha!” of recognition. It speaks to anyone.
This last point was revealed to me over the course of many visits to the Houston Museum of Natural Science during the past couple of years. These images are pretty self-explanatory. The final one is a still from a video by the Korean artist Kim Beom, in which he reads poetry to a rock.
We are all of us, everything, in this together.
All minerals and fossils pictured are in the permanent collection of the Houston Museum of Natural Science. You may click on the images to view them larger.
With thanks to Aristotle, Carl Sagan, Jackson Pollock, Antonio Gaudi, Nikola Tesla, and Jane Austen.
Rainey Knudson is the founder and publisher of Glasstire.
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