Monday, August 10, 2009

On Perception

Perception is nine tenths of the flaw. I like that saying. It's a tricky thing. We can change our own perception and even the perception of others, but it is not easy. Sometimes we can live in one reality and then it shifts when we're around and/or under the influence of others. Sometimes we enter the perceptions of others. Sometimes we enter what we think are the perceptions of others.

I was thinking about this recently and a Monty Python skit came to mind. In the scene a man stands before a firing squad. Suddenly the scene gets foggy. When it clears he's lying on a hammock and his grandmother is pouring him a glass of lemonade. He says, "Thank G-d it was all a dream." She replies, "No, this is the dream. You're still in front of the firing squad." The screen quickly goes blurry and he is again about to be executed. I find that to be a powerful parable. What is reality? That seems like an easy question but it is oh so difficult. We are all biased in how we see ourselves, others, and our relationships with others (along with everything else in life, but I'm trying to remain quasi focused). We can feel one way about our life and then enter another context and see it totally differently? Which is the dream, the firing squad or the lemonade?

5 Comments:

Blogger Jack Steiner said...

Perception is one of those things that make all the difference in life.

August 11, 2009 at 3:38 AM  
Blogger rr said...

perception is one
of those things that make all the
difference in life

August 11, 2009 at 7:14 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

I am just loving your artwork.

August 11, 2009 at 10:12 AM  
Blogger rabbi neil fleischmann said...

Nice teamwork on the haiku Jack and RR. Reminds me of a saying that I think is mine - Happiness is a point of view. Even when we do percieve things correcty, getting that perception into our emotions which threaten to warp the truth is quite hard. It has been wisely said that man has travelled to the moon but has yet to traverse the distance from head to heart. Sigh.

Anne, thank you. Did you catch my comment that I was born a month after Morris Louis died? The art comes from my heart. I listen to music and this is what it prompts - usually. (I think the top one didn't involve music. Also, for some reson I did the circles before the lines, which made it more challenging to complete).

August 11, 2009 at 10:34 AM  
Blogger kishke said...

I noticed that earlier comment about being born a month after Morris died and meant to comment that you (and each of us) were born a month after the death of thousands, maybe millions, of people. Why would this one person of all those thousands be the one you would connect with? It reminds me of the clever comment made in a certain movie to the effect that people who think they're the reincarnation of someone who died somehow always pick famous people. No one ever says he's the reincarnation of Joe Schmo.

August 11, 2009 at 1:55 PM  

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