Cold Moments Under an Ice Moon
Published February 28th, 2010Moments. All we know are moments. Sometimes we read something unreal, fiction that touches us. It perfectly captures a moment that resonates with us. All art is about moments. The artist, an emotional documenter, captures a singular moment in word, image, photograph or song. We think in moments. We remember in moments. Think back to a great day in your life. You don’t zone out for 8 hours. You instantly remember the emotion of singular moments, spliced together to tell a story. We perceive reality in an unbroken string of moments - but we live fantasy and remember the past in discrete snapshots of reality.
This is how art imitates life. Not profoundly, but basely. Art is about capturing meaningful moments. The beauty of a song is not measured by how you feel during the song - it is measured by the rise and fall of your heart and by the word “wow” as the last note falls away.
It would be arrogance for me to assume these words have captured a moment, hubris to even entertain the thought that I might have created a moment in you, the reader. And so it might fall silent in your memory, a lost moment, a non-moment. But this moment happened. It meant something to me, if no one else. And so I have become the documenter.
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