Concerning the Spiritual in Art by Wassily Kandinsky

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Book starts after the intro at 22:42

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You are a hero ☺️

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bless you. intro was dragging lol

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We as children those who were born into strife Had something within us to cope with that life We were given a talent, a gift of support To cope with the pain that our childhood brought Creativity is a life line, its our healing tool To cope in a world which is ever so cruel To give us a way to release all the sorrow So we don't take it on our journey into tomorrow Art has been used for self admiration As a mechanism to curb their inner vexation To relieve all the tension, and to fill their deep hole Which the pain in their life has left in their soul Others use art as a means to be rich The art galleries they are their favorite pitch To rake all the money modern art today brings Craving plush life styles and material things Others use their talent to Replace their sadness with cheer They will sing for the people Casting away their worries and fear Even two hours of hearing the songs that they sing Can fill some of the void That empty feeling can bring Others use their art to indoctrinate like classes Using lyrics in their songs, to incite all the masses Into their way of thinking, to do what they say Into going down the same road, that they take every day Some of those roads have a very steep hill Very slippery and treacherous without any frill That downward hill, that some of these singers are on, is not straight Its crooked and hot, full of dry bones and filled with everyone's hate So be careful who you follow, whose lyrics you take into your ears Before you find yourself on your knees, on dry ground without any tears Some use their art to express what they think Using markers on the doors of public toilets, that stink Or making their points, sprayed onto a brick wall Some think its unsightly, the young think its cool Some express themselves in a poem, in a rap or a song Where other people can listen, read or sing along There are so many reasons and so many ways Why art has been used and music been played Yet i think there's only one reason for creativity and the arts Gifted to those children who had broken hearts To connect all the children, who were scared and alone To the adults they become, as a tool to find their way home Creativity is a flow of our Light that's within To seek what was lost, to turn back to our beginning To find the talents and gifts that comes from the light of the child The one in our youth, who had their little minds and bodies defiled Are we using our gift of creativity to escape? Using it as a persona to create a new shape? A round object don't fit into a square Your true soul knows that its there Turn your troubles into a song, help the child within to release What they have been carrying within them for far to long Let the child within tell you their story, help them to write it all down You the adult self, can make them smile, as the child's experiences gave them a frown Acknowledge them for enduring all of the sorrow Use your gift as a tool to bring them a brighter tomorrow Expressing with patterns, singing notes, making shape and forms Colours and tones and hues, no constraints or reforms Just let the inner soul do all the expressing, relax, let yourself go That may not be easy, but persevere don't stop, just go with the flow Whatever comes out of the creative process Is just how it was meant to be Even if its a scribble, even if you think it looks a mess The child you were may just be learning to express Their suppressed emotions and feelings That the adult body and ego had helped to supress We were given our talents to express and uplift We were to get closer to our Living Creator using that gift Not to gain adulation or to try to impress But to give praise to the one, who got us out of our mess Who gave us those gifts so we could endure When we use them correctly, we are given some more If we use the talents we were given at birth To find peace, inner-standing to gain our self worth And we give thanks to the Creator Living Spirit within For keeping us strong, helping us not to give in If we acknowledge our Creator in all we create We will be filled with the light, dispelling all fear and hate Your talent was given to tell your own story No matter how hard, no matter how gory Its the truth that your expressing, from deep in your heart That moves the emotions of those taking part When they listen or see your life story unfold They see with their ears and eyes, something of old They hear a little knowing cry out within their inner being Saying... "Did you get lost? Where have you been? You were supposed to turn back and seek me" When we are given a gift, what do we do? Do we take it and then ignore the one who gave us that gift? Leaving them hurt and a little miffed? We have these gifts to use every day "But do they thank me" I hear our Creative Living Spirit say Do we use that gift, not knowing what it means? Are we creating false aspirations? Or trying to create a false self? Are we trying to live out our unattainable dreams? Are you using your gift to create fakery's Are you money hungry and produce art Like the roll out of loafs from the bakery's Are we using our gift to receive monetary gain? Are we using our gift just to get fame? Are we using our gift to turn ourselves into a brand name? Are we using that gift to find admiration? Are we using that gift to spellbind a nation? Are we using our gift to gain? Some recognition, to be commended To gain some acclaim? Are we using our gift to hide? Are we using our gift to survive? Or are we using our gift as a light? To help others who maybe in a similar plight? Are you using your gift as a testimony? Or are we self righteous and arrogant and full of baloney? Are we just repeating all that we have heard or seen? Instead of expressing what we have been through, all that we glean? Have you used the talent you were given To unravel the inner secrets those which were hidden? To pass on all the knowledge you learnt on your way To express what the inner soul is trying to say? The Creator Living Spirit of all Creation which is Love/Light Gave us these creative gifts to help us take flight Whatever the talent whatever the arts It was given to us to express, what was close to our heart So we can be filled with the Living Light to be ready for when we depart So use your gifts and talents wisely Don't hide them away under the dirt They were given for us to use them Not to, not use them then walk around hurt These are the hidden treasures Treasures that we all have within That can clean up the insides of our bin They are songs you hear from the birds That which we cannot put into words So remember to thank the One Who gave you the key to those inner treasures Remember the Living Creators love and kindness Don't ignore it to pursue your own material pleasures

[@TheRedWizzzard]

thank you so much for taking the time to make this!

[@HarshLoomba]

Thankyou for uploading. 🙏 Very informative, inspiring and insightful.

[@tahipayro1579]

Thank you very much for posting this great book . wonderful read.

[@emichgarden]

Thank you! Kandinsky said, "In the beginning was color."

[@G3lowden]

Thank you for posting this! Great read.

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Translators introduction: 00:00 Part I Chapter I: 23:15 Part I Chapter II: 34:05 Part I Chapter III: 42:40 Part I Chapter IV: 1:04:45 Part II Chapter V: 1:08:27 Part II Chapter VI: 1:15:35 Part II Chapter VII: 2:00:40 Part II Chapter VIII: 2:17:09 Conclusion: 2:22:50

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“This Squandering of artistic powers known as art for art’s sake” 30:30

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Shwimmer

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38:16

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Is this the full audiobook?

[@lawrencesilvestro5756]

TRYING TO ABSORB THE PAINTING IS USELESS.