The Hammock Papers: Sense.

02 September 2023

Sense.

IF I COULD JUST GET IT ON PAPER

If I could just get it on paper

The things that have happened tonight

But that seems to me to be the big key

I'm havin' too good a time to ever turn

Out the light

Go to bed wake up with a clear head

Recalling what made it a ball

If I could just get it on paper

I might make some sense of it all

If I could tell half of the stories

The funny way most things begin

Figure ways to disguise all the half truths and lies

Find the heart of my song with the point of a pen

Simple words can be come clever phrases

And chapters could turn into books

Yes if I could just get it on paper

But it's harder than it ever looks.

All alone in the edge of the water

Hidin' out by the Sea of Cortez

With my sketch pads and Flairs

Tapes and battery spares

It's just no comprehendo to what everyone says

Time alone seemed to work well for Faulkner

Time away seems to work for the kid

Life and ink they run out at the same time

Or so said my old friend the squid

Yes if I could just get it on paper tonight

I could tell you what I think I did

Jimmy Buffett

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WOLFGANG AMADEUS MOZART

"When I am, as it were, completely myself, entirely alone and of good cheer – say travelling in a carriage or walking after a good meal, or during the night when I cannot sleep – it is on such occasions that my ideas flow best and most abundantly. Whence, and how, they come I know not ; nor can I force them. Those ideas that please me I retain in memory and am accustomed, as I have been told, to hum them to myself. If I continue in this way, it soon occurs to me how I may turn this dainty morsel to account, so as to make a good dish of it. That is to say, agreeable to the rules of counterpoint, to the peculiarities of various instruments etc. All this fires my soul, and, provided I am not disturbed, my subject enlarges itself, becomes methodised, and defined, and the whole, though it be long, stands almost complete and finished in my mind, so that I can survey it like a fine picture or a beautiful statue at a glance. Nor do I hear in my imagination the parts successively, but I hear them, as it were, all at once. What a delight this is, I cannot tell."

MARCUS AURELIUS

"Is your cucumber bitter? Throw it away. Are there briars in your path? Turn aside. That is enough. Do not go on and say, 'Why were things of this sort ever brought into this world?' neither intolerable nor everlasting - if thou bearest in mind that it has its limits, and if thou addest nothing to it in imagination. Pain is either an evil to the body (then let the body say what it thinks of it!)-or to the soul. But it is in the power of the soul to maintain its own serenity and tranquility."

VINCENT van GOGH

"What am I in the eyes of most people? A nonentity or an oddity or a disagreeable person — someone who has and will have no position in society, in short a little lower than the lowest. Very well — assuming that everything is indeed like that, then through my work I’d like to show what there is in the heart of such an oddity, such a nobody. This is my ambition, which is based less on resentment than on love in spite of everything, based more on a feeling of serenity than on passion. Even though I’m often in a mess, inside me there’s still a calm, pure harmony and music. In the poorest little house, in the filthiest corner, I see paintings or drawings. And my mind turns in that direction as if with an irresistible urge. As time passes, other things are increasingly excluded, and the more they are the faster my eyes see the picturesque. Art demands persistent work, work in spite of everything, and unceasing observation."

DAN CAMPBELL