Paul Klee on creativity and how an artist is like a tree, Frederick Douglass on the wisdom of the minority and the real meaning of solidarity, and RGB

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[How an Artist is Like a Tree: Paul Klee on Creativity]( [modernartistsonart_herbert.jpg?fit=320%2C495]( Since we first came down from the trees, we have been looking at them and [seeing ourselves]( seeing lush metaphors for our own deepest existential concerns — metaphors for [the secret to lasting love]( metaphors for [what it means to live with authenticity]( metaphors for [finding infinity in our solitude.]( Trees have been of especial enchantment and self-clarification to artists. “The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing which stands in the way,” William Blake wrote in [his most beautiful letter](. “As a man is, so he sees.” Two centuries later, the visionary Agnes Martin first dreamt up the spare visual poetics of her grids while [“thinking of the innocence of trees.”]( But no one has intersected the canon of sylvan metaphors with the canon of theories of creativity more insightfully than the Swiss-born German artist Paul Klee (December 18, 1879–June 29, 1940) did in a 1924 lecture about the creative process, later adapted into the now-iconic essay “On Modern Art,” posthumously published in 1948 as a slim, lovely [book]( with a foreword by the great English philosopher, anarchist, poet, and art historian Herbert Read — a man who so ardently believed that [“art must lead beyond the arts, to an awareness and a share of mutuality”]( — and included in the 1964 anthology [Modern Artists on Art]( ([public library](. [PaulKlee_FirTree_1922.jpg?resize=680%2C1075] Little Painting of Fir-Trees by Paul Klee, 1922. (Available [as a print]( and [a face mask]( Considering “those elements in the creative process which, during the growth of a work of art, take place in the subconscious,” Klee likens the artist to a tree and writes: [2e292385-dc1c-4cfe-b95e-845f6f98c2ec.png]The artist has studied this world of variety and has, we may suppose, unobtrusively found his way in it. His sense of direction has brought order into the passing stream of image and experience. This sense of direction in nature and life, this branching and spreading array, I shall compare with the root of the tree. From the root the sap flows to the artist, flows through him, flows to his eye. Thus he stands as the trunk of the tree. Battered and stirred by the strength of the flow, he guides the vision on into his work. As, in full view of the world, the crown of the tree unfolds and spreads in time and space, so with his work. [PaulKlee_TreeNursery_1929.jpg?resize=680%2C558] Tree Nursery by Paul Klee, 1929. (Available [as a print]( and [a face mask]( But the work of art, Klee cautions, is not a direct translation of the subconscious — it is rather the work of a transmutation for which the artist is both the agent and the vessel: [2e292385-dc1c-4cfe-b95e-845f6f98c2ec.png]Nobody would affirm that the tree grows its crown in the image of its root. Between above and below can be no mirrored reflection. It is obvious that different functions expanding in different elements must produce divergences. But it is just the artist who at times is denied those departures from nature which his art demands. He has even been charged with incompetence and deliberate distortion. And yet, standing at his appointed place, the trunk of the tree, he does nothing other than gather and pass on what comes to him from the depths. He neither serves nor rules — he transmits. His position is humble. And the beauty at the crown is not his own. He is merely a channel. Complement with Pablo Neruda’s [love letter to forests]( and Walt Whitman on [the wisdom of trees]( then revisit other immensely insightful reflections on the creative process and what it means to be an artist by [Virginia Woolf]( [Beethoven]( [Rainer Maria Rilke]( [Mark Rothko]( [Robert Browning]( [Wassily Kandinsky]( [W.S. Merwin]( [Chinua Achebe]( [E.E. Cummings]( and [James {NAME}](. [Forward to a friend]( Online]( [Like on Facebook]( donating=loving Every week since 2006, I have been pouring tremendous time, thought, love, and resources into Brain Pickings, which remains free and is made possible by patronage. If you find any joy and solace in my labor of love, please consider supporting it with a donation. And if you already donate, from the bottom of my heart: THANK YOU. 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You can beam some bit-love my way: 197usDS6AsL9wDKxtGM6xaWjmR5ejgqem7 [Frederick Douglass on the Wisdom of the Minority and the Real Meaning of Solidarity]( [frederickdouglass_speeches.jpg?fit=320%2C480]( “Truth always rests with the minority,” the lonely and ostracized Kierkegaard [fumed in his journal]( in 1850, “because the minority is generally formed by those who really have an opinion, while the strength of a majority is illusory, formed by the gangs who have no opinion.” Across the Atlantic, another visionary of uncommon lucidity and countercultural courage was arriving at the same conclusion by a very different path, making it his life’s work to awaken a young and conflicted nation to this difficult, necessary truth of maturation. That same year, the thirty-two-year-old Frederick Douglass (1818–1895) declaimed in a powerful anti-slavery speech, included in his indispensable [Selected Speeches and Writings]( ([public library]( [2e292385-dc1c-4cfe-b95e-845f6f98c2ec.png]There are times in the experience of almost every community, when even the humblest member thereof may properly presume to teach — when the wise and great ones, the appointed leaders of the people, exert their powers of mind to complicate, mystify, entangle and obscure the simple truth — when they exert the noblest gifts which heaven has vouchsafed to man to mislead the popular mind, and to corrupt the public heart, — then the humblest may stand forth and be excused for opposing even his weakness to the torrent of evil. Early in his career as a novice itinerant speaker for William Lloyd Garrison’s antislavery activism movement, Douglass had been especially impressed, in both senses of the word, by the example of the white women who so concertedly opposed the torrent of evil — women who taught him the true meaning of solidarity by paying the price of severe ostracism to play a central role in the movement’s recruiting, fundraising, and organizing; women who set aside their own suffrage to take up the cause of abolition and in consequence were not enfranchised as full citizens of their own country until almost half a century after black men got the right to vote; women one of whom Douglass would eventually fall in love with and marry. [frederickdouglass.jpg?resize=680%2C736] Frederick Douglass In a letter to a friend, penned in the same era as his contemporary Margaret Fuller was laying the foundation of American feminism while advocating for prison reform and black voting rights under her animating ethos that [“while any one is base, none can be entirely free and noble,”]( Douglass reported on a series of antislavery rallies across Pennsylvania, where he and his fellow Garrisonians were met with hostility. With a swell of gratitude to the handful of local supporters who had stood up to the majority of their own community to attend and support the meetings — a living testament to Albert Camus’s insistence that [“real generosity toward the future lies in giving all to the present”]( and to James {NAME}’s exhortation that [“we must dare to [take it] upon ourselves to become the majority by changing the moral climate [for] it is upon this majority that the life of any nation really depends”]( — Douglass wrote: [2e292385-dc1c-4cfe-b95e-845f6f98c2ec.png]Our few friends in that place, who are not the sort to be discouraged… filled me with admiration, as I viewed them occupying their noble position; a few women, almost alone in a community of thousands, asserting truths and living out principles at once hated and feared by almost the entire community; and doing all this with a composure and serenity of soul which would well compare with the most experienced champion and standard bearer of our cause, Friend Garrison himself. Heaven bless them, and continue them strength to withstand all trials through which their principles may call them to pass. Decades later, from the hard-earned platform of a long and far-reaching life, he would revisit the subject in his final autobiography, [The Life and Times of Frederick Douglass]( ([public library]( [2e292385-dc1c-4cfe-b95e-845f6f98c2ec.png]When the true history of the antislavery cause shall be written, woman will occupy a large space in its pages, for the cause of the slave has been peculiarly woman’s cause. […] Observing woman’s agency, devotion and efficiency in pleading the cause of the slave, gratitude for this high service early moved me to give favorable attention to the subject of what is called “Woman’s Rights” and caused me to be denominated a woman’s-rights-man. I am glad to say I have never been ashamed to be thus designated. Complement with James {NAME} on [resisting the mindless majority]( and Octavia Butler on [how (not) to choose our leaders]( then revisit this [lovely illustrated celebration]( of Douglass’s friendship with Susan B. Anthony and the little-known, colossal role [astronomy played in his activism](. [Forward to a friend]( Online]( [Like on Facebook]( [13-Year-Old Ruth Bader Ginsburg on Prejudice, Its Antidote, and the Five Documents That Shaped Humanity]( [RBG_MyOwnWords.jpg?fit=320%2C487]( “Society has discovered discrimination as the great social weapon by which one may kill men without any bloodshed,” Hannah Arendt wrote in the 1940s as she grappled with [Jewishness, the immigrant identity, and the refugee plight for belonging](. In the same era, a young girl who would grow into another woman of titanic consequence to political thought and the advancement of justice took up the subject of prejudice, its antidote, and the pillars of human dignity in her middle school newspaper, of which she was the editor. Ruth Bader Ginsburg (March 15, 1933–September 18, 2020) had barely cusped from childhood to adolescence when she watched in awe as her greatest role model — Eleanor Roosevelt, with her [floral dresses and her “spine as stiff as the steel girder of a skyscraper”]( — was appointed chairperson of the newly established United Nations Commission on Human Rights. [RuthBader_child.jpg?resize=680%2C1105] Ruth Bader as a child. There is no overestimating the quickening of mind, the stir of soul, the immense swell of inspired idealism, which great role models can spark in the young. At a time when the world was reckoning with the savaging fusion of grief and shame in the wake of its most inhumane war, at an age when the human animal gets its first taste of that most dangerous and self-destructive substance of the spirit — [cynicism]( — the thirteen-year-old future Supreme Court Justice chose the courage of idealism over the cowardice of cynicism as she considered humanity’s path forward toward a safer, saner, more equitable world in a June 1946 op-ed for her school paper, published under the byline “Ruth Bader, Grade 8B1” and included in [My Own Words]( ([public library]( — the collection culled from a lifetime of writings, selected by Justice Ginsburg herself and her official biographers, Mary Hartnett and Wendy W. Williams. Reflecting on the “four great documents” that have shaped the world since its beginning — “great because of all the benefits to humanity which came about as a result of their fine ideals and principles”: the Ten Commandments, the Magna Carta, the 1689 Bill of Rights, and the American Declaration of Independence — the young Ruth writes: [2e292385-dc1c-4cfe-b95e-845f6f98c2ec.png]Now we have a fifth great document, the Charter of the United Nations. Its purpose and principles are to maintain international peace and security, to practice tolerance, and to suppress any acts of aggression or other breaches of peace. It is vital that peace be assured, for now we have a weapon that can destroy the world. We children of public school age can do much to aid in the promotion of peace. We must try to train ourselves and those about us to live together with one another as good neighbors for this idea is embodied in the great new Charter of the United Nations. It is the only way to secure the world against future wars and maintain an everlasting peace. Later that month, as Hannah Arendt was examining the aftermath of the Holocaust and incubating the ideas that would become her [epoch-making treatise on the only viable antidote to evil]( Ruth picked up the subject in another op-ed, titled “One People” and published in the bulletin of her synagogue: [2e292385-dc1c-4cfe-b95e-845f6f98c2ec.png]The war has left a bloody trail and many deep wounds not too easily healed. Many people have been left with scars that take a long time to pass away. We must never forget the horrors which our brethren were subjected to in Bergen-Belsen and other Nazi concentration camps. Then, too, we must try hard to understand that for righteous people hate and prejudice are neither good occupations nor fit companions. Rabbi Alfred Bettleheim once said: “Prejudice saves us a painful trouble, the trouble of thinking.” [margaretcook_leavesofgrass23.jpg?resize=680%2C864] Artist Margaret C. Cook’s illustration for [a rare 1913 edition]( of Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass. (Available [as a print]( Echoing Bertrand Russell’s memorable admonition that [“even the most orthodox of us may find himself in a minority some day, so that we all have an interest in restraining the tyranny of majorities,”]( she added: [2e292385-dc1c-4cfe-b95e-845f6f98c2ec.png]No one can feel free from danger and destruction until the many torn threads of civilization are bound together again. We cannot feel safer until every nation, regardless of weapons or power, will meet together in good faith, the people worthy of mutual association. There can be a happy world and there will be once again, when men create a strong bond towards one another, a bond unbreakable by a studied prejudice or a passing circumstance. Complement with Walter Lippmann — another rare visionary whose writings shaped the ideals of Ginsburg’s generation — on [the antidote to prejudice]( then revisit Eleanor Roosevelt [reading the Universal Declaration of Human Rights]( — the next great document paving humanity’s path toward true humanness, built on the foundation of the Charter of the United Nations. [Forward to a friend]( Online]( [Like on Facebook]( donating=loving Every week since 2006, I have been pouring tremendous time, thought, love, and resources into Brain Pickings, which remains free and is made possible by patronage. If you find any joy and solace in my labor of love, please consider supporting it with a donation. And if you already donate, from the bottom of my heart: THANK YOU. 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