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Under The Rocks Are The Words

A philosophical movement on the nature of writing

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“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters.” ~ Norman Maclean

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When we first begin to draw as children, we start with the shapes of things, thinking in the simplest terms; the outlines and forms of the world as we see it. There are triangular trees and square houses, celestial circles in the sky, and oval dogs on the ground. We begin with the shape of the things, and then we color them in.

If we continue chasing art into adulthood, we eventually understand that most of what we see is made manifest by the presence or absence of light. We start to experience the world as defined by shadows that reveal half-formed objects and distorted shapes. We see only a tiny part of the known…