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Thursday, January 6, 2011

Made By Hand: Patti Roberts-Pizzuto

This is the first week for the new feature, Made By Hand, which is meant to be a tribute to artists and craftspersons who continue the long tradition of the hand crafted object and/or work of art.  A new artist is featured each week with a photograph of their hands, an image of their work and a snippet of inspiration, widsom or perhaps a quote.  I'll be the first to put my hands forward in this endeavor, in what I hope will be a growing collection of the hands that carry on traditional practices, along with those creating new ones!

one of my favorite quotes is an excerpt from 
The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge by Rainer Maria Rilke
translated by Stephen Mitchell

"...Ah, poems amount to so little when you write them too early in your life. You ought to wait and gather sense and sweetness for a whole lifetime, and a long one if possible, and then, at the very end, you might perhaps be able to write ten good lines. For poems are not, as people think, simply emotions (one has emotions early enough)--they are experiences. For the sake of a single poem, you must see many cities, many people and Things, you must understand animals, must feel how birds fly, and know the gesture which small flowers make when they open in the morning. You must be able to think back to streets in unknown neighborhoods, to unexpected encounters, and to partings you had long seen coming; to days of childhood whose mystery is still unexplained, to parents whom you had to hurt when they brought in a joy and you didn't pick it up (it was a joy meant for someone else--); to childhood illnesses that began so strangely with so many profound and difficult transformations, to days in quiet, restrained rooms and to mornings by the sea, to the sea itself, to seas, to sights of travel that rushed along high overhead and went flying with all the stars, --and it is still not enough to be able to think of all that. You must have memories of many nights of love, each one different from all the others, memories of women screaming in labor, and of light, pale, sleeping girls who hve just given birth and are closing again. But you must also have been beside the dying, must have sat beside the dead in the room with the open window and the scattered noises.  And it is not enough to have memories. You must be able to forget them when they are many, and you must have the immense patience to wait until they return. For the memories themselves are not important. Only when they have changed into our very blood, into glance and gesture, and are nameless, no longer to be distinguised from ourselves--only then can it happen that in some very rare hour the first word of a poem arises in their midst and goes forth from them."

Each Leaf A Universe, Each Night A Dream

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  1. Patti, I know this is getting boring now, but here we are - another incident of kinship and twinship for us! The Notebook, which even some fans of Rilke never happen upon or get around to reading, just happens to be one of my cherished and formative reading experiences, way back when I was young and absorbing literature like a sponge. I found in that book things I was not finding in the world outside, but they had immediate resonance with the world within. I have not opened it in at least a quarter of a decade and yet could almost recite the quote above by heart. It was true then, even though I did not have my current perspective to really appreciate it! It's been pulled off my shelf - pages brown with age - and I may have to reread it now thanks to you! No, really. Thanks, to you.

    This is a good feature you've begun, and a great beginning!

  2. What a wonderful quote. I shall have to look for this book. I enjoy visiting your site and seeing your work.
    Thanks and best wishes for 2011

  3. I have recently been introduced to Rilke and can not believe that I never came across him before. I think the beautiful excert you have quoted sums it up - when you have experienced enough and sat with those experiences and made them part of you, then you are ready. I feel like this with his work - I am now ready. Coming across your site has been the same. I have recently allowed myself the freedom to create and it is becuase of the richness of experience that I have been able to gently give voice to my soul.

  4. G....we were both, no doubt, reading Rilke at the same time of our youth! I read that book years ago and was awestruck by the language and its resonance. I've never forgotten that quote and as I think of it, perhaps it underlines everything I do. These little moments of shared history are never boring to me...always fascinating! As different as we are, there is so much the same!!! This actual quote came from a book I have on the selected poetry of Rilke and I'm sure this quote is the full length of the one I highlighted in my book many years ago....whose whereabouts is now uknown.

  5. Kim....thanks for your comment...glad this post has some meaning for you. Reading Rilke is a wonderful experience! Best wishes to you in the coming year as well!

  6. Claire....timing is everything! You've spent time gathering and you'll continue to do that through life, but sounds like things are ready to be voiced...best wishes for you in that ongoing process! Thanks so much for sharing your comment! Enjoy Rilke too!!!

  7. Hi Patti- thanks for celebrating the makers! I really enjoyed this and thought the quote so perfect. It encourages one to strive, to pay attention and to know that everything we encounter has meaning and may be absorbed. And maybe, if we pay gentle attention, we will be bale to bring forth some magic. I loved it - I have only just discovered Rilke elsewhere so am clearly going to have to purchase one or two...

  8. Beautiful, beautiful quote .. and oh such an exquisite piece, Each leaf a universe, each night a dream.

  9. Fiona...sorry, meant to acknowledge your comment long ago and now see that I hadn't! So glad you enjoyed this Rilke quote....I just love him!


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