Violence in the Name of Detail, and Prayer: Where Does God Dwell?
shotarokimijima
Once, I suffered from depression.
That's when I first learned about it.
Obsession sometimes kills.
The work I thought I had perfected,
the space I thought I had detailed,
the words I had reviewed and sharpened over and over again.
All of these things were strangling me like a noose tightening around my own neck.
Be Better
Be Higher
Be More Perfect
That voice is heard from within.
And that voice was there to destroy me.
Is "God is in the details" a curse or salvation?
Architect Mies van der Rohe is credited with saying,
"God is in the details."
These words have long bound me.
Fill in the details. Make it right. Don't compromise.
I believed that if I did this, I would touch "God.
But the details that keep on staring so
sometimes break people.
You think that's the truth?
Does God dwell in the "details" that are established by killing people?
I don't want that kind of detail.
It is play that creates authentic details.
This is what I now believe in the methodology of Busshin Dekiryoku™:
It is neither tension nor effort that produces the details.
Only those who can play with the details can make the divine in them."
People who can immerse themselves in play even as adults.
People who draw lines without meaning and just trust their "feeling" and move with it.
People who express themselves not for the sake of beauty or technique, but to play with the world.
Only such people can really create details.
And only that detail will live.
Phenomena are ruthless. So don't be fooled.
In the world, what sells is right.
What is popular is right.
And riding the wave are mediocre observers masquerading as "professionals" who
pretend to know what they are talking about.
They are,
- Stand in a place where you can see well,
- Compliments in the words that have been used,
- Without touching the real pain,
- Pose as a resident of the Art Village.
But their details are empty.
It is not God who dwells there, only commerce and manipulation.
Only in play can we see the truth.
I don't believe in beauty that destroys people.
The "perfect details" that I have sacrificed myself for are no longer appealing to me.
Rather, it's
to a sudden flicker of a line,
to a slip of the hand,
to an unexpected silence,
There are moments when I feel, "Oh, God is here."
And it usually only shows up when
"playing".
In conclusion - detail is not a prayer, but a "response.
Details are not something to be made up.
The details are traces of a "response" to the world.
The hand moves in play, and
you find that beauty dwells there.
It is not something that **"I created," but something that
"came back from the world.
The same is true of Busshin Dereki™.
Only when you just move, just breathe,
and don't try to "get it right",
does the body rise up its most beautiful "details".
When I saw it,
the phrase "God is in the details"
finally sounded like a blessing, not a curse.
