"Art doesn't reproduce what is visible, it creates visible what is not always visible."
This phrase by Paul Klee encapsulates part of his poetics and translates aesthetically to the technique of graffiti that the artist employs in his painting 'Fish Magic' of 1925.
The painting's surface is dark and a formless background; as before the explosion and creation of life, which was the Big Bang: in the beginning was darkness. This darkness is the result of the unconscious, hidden beneath the surface of things and even of ourselves, difficult to detect and comprehend, which appears to be a mystery. Knowing our unconscious, like the mysteries of our existence, is an arduous if not impossible feat,
https://anotepad.com/notes/y8exnqcw a heroic challenge that not all of us are willing to take on. Mirror in the wall What are the elements of my entire?
The light of the moon shines in the darkness
Klee's magic fish do not claim to be truth but only light that illuminates darkness. They live in the dark, creatures of the subconscious. The artist works on his or her way across the subconscious and the canvas, underneath which are hidden, but vibrant characters, plants, colours and shapes. The significance of this procedure is vital and salvific by revealing how, in the abyss of the sea and the darkness of darkness, there are tiny shimmering animals that stir the water as they follow currents. Fish are desires, stories and stories, flashes of ideas and dreams that emerge from the darkness. They are games that slumber in the midst of life and are vivid, childlike fantasies, impulses that subconsciously or consciously steer the actions and hopes of people.
Rare and valuable fish
Are these fishes to be believed or not? Are they esoteric and exotic life forms?
The crux of these manifestations is that fish don't believe in their existence; Their existence isn't
is determined by the external approval. We think that we can see and have control over all things, that we are in control of the whole picture of things but in the depths of the sea, the unconscious , and the past decades of our lives, are the essences and the random events of which we are completely ignorant: unnoticed fish, rare and precious animals. You believe you know every inch of who you are, but you don't realize that within the most secret and inseparable portion inside you, a snail fish that is wags its tail and, despite the fact that it is kept in a place unreachable by the intellect it lets out visceral thoughts and jelly. Then, you forget the distant vision that remained in childhood and locked in a bubblethat was nothing but a dish of fish and it is there, a fish viper that turns and turns in the sphere and now it shows its teeth; you perceive only its shapeless gleams, since you've pulled down the shutter and darkness has filled the room.
Afquainting to the senses
In the quiet and dark, however, it is easier to see light, perceive motion, and hear rustling sounds It's just a matter of having to get your senses used to darkness. It can take a while, and can be a bit annoying initially, as you are left with the impression that you're blind; but when you become comfortable with it, you'll be able to overcome the darkness and even feed off it. The scales shimmer, bubbles pop transparently, nothing is really transparent, but it all appears to be a complete picture that you could scratch slightly more as long as we are alive and want to know ourselves a little more.
Watching them swim
What do we do with these fish? Should we fish them and bring them to the surface or keep them hidden in the seabed? Isn't it essential to protect their wildness and savagery rather than forcing them into aquariums with sunlit lights by the sun or serve them as the principal course in the lunch of logic. In their irrational, ugly and abnormal nature lies their power , and the way we can utilize them to understand our own nature. Fish must be observed by allowing ourselves to be hypnotised by their regular and incessant swimming: a meditation, a continuous repetition that lets one learn more about them in every moment. We have to observe the flashes that flicker before us and then fade away as they are a series of lights that momentarily illuminate the dark parts of us. They can be used to peek into the darkest corners of our being.
Currents in the ocean
The fish aren't stationary and swim from you to me and vice versa. They have discovered a collective stream that roughly runs us all through and connects us all with common ideas and beliefs. The fish know you but they don't evaluate you, and thus don't want boundaries to delimit them. The dark is their home, although they don't mind sometimes being caught and having their essence shine through like a bolt of lightning, like a eureka like a ray energy that flows up the spine and explodes in the brain, like the electric current that swims through the light cables. Fish are just like that, bobbing, swimming, dancing in their flow The ocean is their sanctuary and they don't fear the absence of walls and boundaries. On the contrary, it happens in the space the globe that they will experience the joy of being able to be present today, not in the future and being able to roam forever, knowing of the fact that in all times, they'll return since in the oceans of the unconscious the journey is circular.