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They will be particularly interested in your people, far more than in landscapes, and in certain of your fruits. You will be doing I believe more work with fruit, of a different nature. I believe that this will involve a magnification of the work you have done with fruit. An apple for example as it might be seen by a fly. A peach as it might be seen, or a pear, by a squirrel.
I do not mean that you will have this in mind particularly, but that you will be looking at fruit in a new way, and from different viewpoints. When you do this, this gallery will be interested.
(At least consciously, I hadn’t been considering any such ideas involving fruit, although the ideas here are interesting ones.)
Give us a moment… The consciousness that you have, as generally described in psychology, is in a strange fashion like the bright shiny skin of a fruit — but with no fruit inside; a consciousness with a shiny surface that responds to sun or rain or temperature, and to its surroundings; but for all of that a psychological fruit that has no pulp or pits, but contains at its heart a vacancy. [...] Fruit trees have roots, but you assign no ground of being to this consciousness.
[...] They represent skins, layers of skin, all belonging to the same fruit. Someone holding the fruit might be able to peel away the layers, but as for the fruit itself, the layers while making up the fruit are to all intents and purposes separate.
[...] You are, in your present, confined to our imaginary fruit, yet to some extent you can know it much more thoroughly than you do, and its three layers can be understood to a much greater degree.
When you attempt space travel for example, you are attempting to travel around the complete fruit, but only within or upon one layer of skin. [...]
This session has been extremely fruitful, all layers considered.
I believe the feeling had to do with the fear there was an overreliance upon structure, in this case, that could impede the sense of motion; that a particular piece of fruit (pause), seemed so perfect in structure that it somehow seemed to be frozen within it, and could not roll. [...]
It portrays the new consciousness seeing itself unique and separate, evolving from the tree of life and therefore able to examine its fruits, to see itself for the first time as different from others, like the serpent who crawled upon the surface of the earth. [...]
With the birth of this consciousness came conscious responsibility for the fruits of the planet. [...]
For you (pointing to me) always there has been a love of land, and the fruits of the land.
(An obvious connection I had never consciously made; since I enjoy using apples, oranges, fruits, eggs, etc., for models.
[...] Remember in your painting the relationship of one object to another, not in terms of space necessarily, the interrelationship of the vitality that forms the objects; the vibrating always changing reality within, say, the skin of the apple or the orange, the quite living consciousness within the molecules that make up what seems to be the solid surface of the fruits’ skin.
([The Gallaghers:] “Nothing significant that I remember… could be anything in a bookstore, fruit stand or any number of shops we visited.”)
the fruits of the earth grow about me
The more actively and fully such a diversion can be indulged, the better, of course, and yet the mental playing of games can be quite fruitful, and serve to give the conscious mind a needed rest.