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Блокнот Бенто. Как зарождается импульс что-нибудь нарисовать?
"Блокнот Бенто" - последняя на сегодняшний день книга известного британского арт-критика, писателя и художника, посвящена изучению того, как рождается импульс к рисованию. По форме это серия эссе, объединенных общей метафорой. Берджер воображает себе блокнот философа Бенедикта Спинозы, или Бенто (среди личных вещей философа был такой блокнот, который потом пропал), и заполняет его своими размышлениями, графическими набросками и цитатами из "Этики" и "Трактата об усовершенствовании разума".
168 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2011
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John Berger
163 books2,638 followersJohn Peter Berger was an English art critic, novelist, painter and author. His novel G. won the 1972 Booker Prize, and his essay on art criticism Ways of Seeing, written as an accompaniment to a BBC series, is often used as a college text.
Later he was self exiled to continental Europe, living between the french Alps in summer and the suburbs of Paris in winter. Since then, his production has increased considerably, including a variety of genres, from novel to social essay, or poetry. One of the most common themes that appears on his books is the dialectics established between modernity and memory and loss,
Another of his most remarkable works has been the trilogy titled Into Their Labours, that includes the books Pig Earth (1979), Once In Europa (1983) Lilac And Flag (1990). With those books, Berger makes a meditation about the way of the peasant, that changes one poverty for another in the city. This theme is also observed in his novel King, but there his focus is more in the rural diaspora and the bitter side of the urban way of life.
Later he was self exiled to continental Europe, living between the french Alps in summer and the suburbs of Paris in winter. Since then, his production has increased considerably, including a variety of genres, from novel to social essay, or poetry. One of the most common themes that appears on his books is the dialectics established between modernity and memory and loss,
Another of his most remarkable works has been the trilogy titled Into Their Labours, that includes the books Pig Earth (1979), Once In Europa (1983) Lilac And Flag (1990). With those books, Berger makes a meditation about the way of the peasant, that changes one poverty for another in the city. This theme is also observed in his novel King, but there his focus is more in the rural diaspora and the bitter side of the urban way of life.
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August 3, 2014
From book to book my progress is haphazard. Occasionally I look for a link, more often a contrast: fiction after feminist theory, poetry after history. Yet links unanticipated are made. After reading
The Lesbian Postmodern
I moved on to this, and Elizabeth's Grosz's lovely essay on refiguring desire as creative via Spinoza, gave me a silver thread, an eager intent, to follow into Berger's quotations of the philosopher here, a book which takes off from the point of Spinoza's lost sketchbook and floats freely hither and thither from there.
Berger's drawings are so eloquent of the tension felt in drawing, the tension of space, object, substances interlocking, dynamic, relational. I like the fruits best: the hanging smoke-blue plums, the split fig. Another link: like Diego Rivera, quoted in Frida, Berger describes the act of drawing or impulse to draw as 'something like a visceral function... independent of the conscious will'. Drawing comes before language, certainly before writing.
Sometimes I am uncomfortable about the power of Berger's gaze. He describes the gaze steering a motorcycle and I am uncomfortably aware not of the rider's vulnerability but that of the bodies Berger sees, describes, draws, exposes.
Some of the heterogenous reveries though have not only poetic grace notes, but the insistent melody of political conviction. My favourite is the one in the discount supermarket, which Berger describes as dedicated to theft, as opposed to a street market, which revolves around the promise of a bargain, an agreement between two people face to face for about what would meet the needs or desires of both (see! desire is productive! desire makes connections!) The forms of theft, the loci of theft in this place are multi and manifold: cameras watch, hours are stolen from workers. This place is dedicated to desire-as-lack, to the stuffing of emptiness. Without Grosz, I would not read this in Berger-Spinoza, and without Berger I would not carry this out of Grosz. Between them, they have changed my way of seeing.
Berger's drawings are so eloquent of the tension felt in drawing, the tension of space, object, substances interlocking, dynamic, relational. I like the fruits best: the hanging smoke-blue plums, the split fig. Another link: like Diego Rivera, quoted in Frida, Berger describes the act of drawing or impulse to draw as 'something like a visceral function... independent of the conscious will'. Drawing comes before language, certainly before writing.
Sometimes I am uncomfortable about the power of Berger's gaze. He describes the gaze steering a motorcycle and I am uncomfortably aware not of the rider's vulnerability but that of the bodies Berger sees, describes, draws, exposes.
Some of the heterogenous reveries though have not only poetic grace notes, but the insistent melody of political conviction. My favourite is the one in the discount supermarket, which Berger describes as dedicated to theft, as opposed to a street market, which revolves around the promise of a bargain, an agreement between two people face to face for about what would meet the needs or desires of both (see! desire is productive! desire makes connections!) The forms of theft, the loci of theft in this place are multi and manifold: cameras watch, hours are stolen from workers. This place is dedicated to desire-as-lack, to the stuffing of emptiness. Without Grosz, I would not read this in Berger-Spinoza, and without Berger I would not carry this out of Grosz. Between them, they have changed my way of seeing.
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March 15, 2016For the past 5+ years I've worked as an artist's model in San Francisco & environs. Some of these years this has been my main source of income. I've been drawn probably hundreds of different times, but I myself can't draw. The last time I even tried was in middle school, forced by some dreaded homework assignment. I lack that basic gestural fluency. (For that matter I can't dribble a basketball, or sing.)
John Berger has done many things in his life; probably at one point or another he's modeled for a portrait or figure drawing, but if so the experience didn't interest him enough to write about it. In his writing he always approaches experience as an inquisitive, capable, grasping mind, a subject but never an object; reading him I confess to a certain amount of jealousy. He makes drawing sound so casual, as natural a mode of expression as speech. Though he trained as an artist in his youth, as an old man he's kept up the hobby as a passionate amateur. As a strong humanist, he'd probably say that everyone can learn to draw, in the same way virtually all humanity is capable of becoming literate. By now it's hard to say if I lack ability or will, or some combination thereof.
John Berger has done many things in his life; probably at one point or another he's modeled for a portrait or figure drawing, but if so the experience didn't interest him enough to write about it. In his writing he always approaches experience as an inquisitive, capable, grasping mind, a subject but never an object; reading him I confess to a certain amount of jealousy. He makes drawing sound so casual, as natural a mode of expression as speech. Though he trained as an artist in his youth, as an old man he's kept up the hobby as a passionate amateur. As a strong humanist, he'd probably say that everyone can learn to draw, in the same way virtually all humanity is capable of becoming literate. By now it's hard to say if I lack ability or will, or some combination thereof.
October 9, 2013
Beautiful musings based on minuscule observations that can only happen by slowing down and interacting directly with the object. The musings in this book was predicated on the fact that the philosopher and lens grinder Benedict de Spinoza (Bento) was said to have kept sketchbooks that were lost. John Berger wondered what Bento’s sketchbook would have been like.
That virgin sketchbook began Berger’s journey of being and observation. This gem of a book is interspersed with Spinoza’s writing, and the author’s experience of drawing and verbally detailing what he sees. It will bring you back in touch with why you want to draw and write from impressions.
...I wasn’t expecting great drawings in the sketchbook,...I simply wanted to reread some of his words,.., whilst at the same time being able to look at things he had observed with his own eyes....Then...a Polish printer...friend...gave me a virgin sketchbook...This is Bento’s!...I began to make drawings...
That virgin sketchbook began Berger’s journey of being and observation. This gem of a book is interspersed with Spinoza’s writing, and the author’s experience of drawing and verbally detailing what he sees. It will bring you back in touch with why you want to draw and write from impressions.
May 12, 2024
Spinoziano
L’idea di partenza del libro è quella di ricreare il taccuino di disegni, purtroppo mai ritrovato, del famoso filosofo Baruch “Bento” Spinoza, reietto tra gli ebrei della Amsterdam del ‘600, una delle menti dell’umanità che ci ha lasciato i suoi pensieri più profondi nell’”Etica”.
Da questa idea, Berger sviluppa tante micro storie che intrecciano momenti di vita, persone, riflessioni sul vedere-disegnare-narrare, frammenti dell’Etica, disegni dell’autore belli e delicati come l’andamento ed il tono complessivo del libro.
“Il moto dell’immaginazione che suscita l’impulso a disegnare – qualunque ne sia il soggetto – ripete implicitamente lo stesso schema che la storia del ritratto di Platonov illustra in modo esplicito. Il desiderio simbiotico di avvicinarsi sempre di più, di penetrare il sé di quel che si sta disegnando, e la previsione della distanza immanente sono simultanei. Disegni simili aspirano a essere sia un appuntamento segreto sia un arrivederci! Alternativamente e ad infinitum.”
L’idea di partenza del libro è quella di ricreare il taccuino di disegni, purtroppo mai ritrovato, del famoso filosofo Baruch “Bento” Spinoza, reietto tra gli ebrei della Amsterdam del ‘600, una delle menti dell’umanità che ci ha lasciato i suoi pensieri più profondi nell’”Etica”.
Da questa idea, Berger sviluppa tante micro storie che intrecciano momenti di vita, persone, riflessioni sul vedere-disegnare-narrare, frammenti dell’Etica, disegni dell’autore belli e delicati come l’andamento ed il tono complessivo del libro.
“Il moto dell’immaginazione che suscita l’impulso a disegnare – qualunque ne sia il soggetto – ripete implicitamente lo stesso schema che la storia del ritratto di Platonov illustra in modo esplicito. Il desiderio simbiotico di avvicinarsi sempre di più, di penetrare il sé di quel che si sta disegnando, e la previsione della distanza immanente sono simultanei. Disegni simili aspirano a essere sia un appuntamento segreto sia un arrivederci! Alternativamente e ad infinitum.”
November 22, 2024
‘What I'm trying to define is more idiosyncratic and personal than a mere cultural inheritance; it is as if the bloodstream of the read story joins the bloodstream of one's life story. It contributes to our becoming what we become and will continue to become. Without any of the complications and conflicts of family ties, these stories that shape us are our coincidental, as distinct from biological, ancestors. Somebody in this Paris suburb, perhaps sitting tonight in a chair and reading The Brothers Karamazov-’
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September 22, 2017"Hiç düşünmeksizin eskiz defterinin her zaman sol değil de, sağ sayfasına çizmek gelir içimden. Çocukluktan kalma bir anı, umuda dair bir şey olabilir mi?"
Çok sevdim. Ama böyle bir kitaba puan vermeyi uygun bulmuyorum. Yani, sanırım.
Çok sevdim. Ama böyle bir kitaba puan vermeyi uygun bulmuyorum. Yani, sanırım.
August 7, 2022
There is a symbiotic desire to get closer and closer, to enter the self of what is being drawn, and, simultaneously, there is the foreknowledge of immanent distance. Such drawings aspire to be both a secret rendezvous and an au revoir. Alternately and ad finitum. p. 156
November 9, 2024
Zira hakkı teslim edildiğinde bile Tarih ebedi bir inatlaşma halidir. s. 53
John Berger gerek sanat üzerine düşünceleri, gerekse aktivist kişiliği olsun önemli entelektuellerden biri. Yazdığı yazılarda bir cümle hemen sizi içine çekiyor. Ayrıntılardaki hazineyi bulmakta usta bir isim John Berger. Yazıları kadar çizim yapmayı da seven Berger'e bir gün eskiz defterinin hediye edilmesiyle, Berger bu defteri Spinoza'nin kayıp eskiz defteri olarak hayal ediyor ve hediye edilen deftere çizimlerini çizerek, sanatın doğayla ilişkisini, toplumla ilişkisini, politikayla ilişkisini anlatan çok yönlü bakış açısını yaziyor. Berger 'den yillar önce yaşamış Spinoza ise çağının ötesinde bir filozof. Mercek yontuculugu, latince yazılar yazması ve arada çizimler yapmasıyla da Spinoza da çok yönlü bir kişilik. Döneminde Rembrant gibi büyük sanatçılarla birlikte yaşamış olan Spinoza, düşünceleri yüzünden Yahudi cemaatinden aforoz edilmiş, dışlanmış buna ragmen çok çalışmış bir filozof .Berger, dünya üzerindeki görüşlerini okuyucuya anlatırken, kitabın ilgili bölümlerine Spinoza'nim Ethica adlı eserinden bölümler koymus. Bu yazılar bence metni tamamlayıcı unsurlar. Tiranlik sistemine karşı olan direnişten ,Platonov'un Rusya ve Arundhati Roy'un Hindistan hayaline kadar sanatın içinde bulunduğumuz şartları nasıl etkilediğini, Berger estetik bir şekilde dile getiriyor kitapta. Spinoza ve Berger'in çizim yapmaları dışında ortak noktalarından birisi de, aksaklıkları görmeleri ve bunu cesurca dile getirmeleri. Tarih, cesurları sever ve tarih acilari anlattigi kadar, bu acıları anlatan kişileri de unutmaz ve onları yazar. Spinoza'nin yüzüne karşı okunan herem'de "adın yeryüzünden silinecek" derken Spinoza gercekten aforoz edilmiş midir? Kaç kişi o hahamlari hatırlıyor ve kaç kişi Spinoza'yı biliyor? Aforoz edilen tarihten silinen hahamlar mı yoksa Spinoza mı? Tarih, mücadele edenlerin ve mücadele sonucunda bedel ödeyenlerin tarihidir. Bedel ödeyenleri yazar tarih. Diğerleri gölge olarak kalmaya mahkum edilir. Sanat ve felsefe seven okuyuculara okuyun derim . İyi okumalar
John Berger gerek sanat üzerine düşünceleri, gerekse aktivist kişiliği olsun önemli entelektuellerden biri. Yazdığı yazılarda bir cümle hemen sizi içine çekiyor. Ayrıntılardaki hazineyi bulmakta usta bir isim John Berger. Yazıları kadar çizim yapmayı da seven Berger'e bir gün eskiz defterinin hediye edilmesiyle, Berger bu defteri Spinoza'nin kayıp eskiz defteri olarak hayal ediyor ve hediye edilen deftere çizimlerini çizerek, sanatın doğayla ilişkisini, toplumla ilişkisini, politikayla ilişkisini anlatan çok yönlü bakış açısını yaziyor. Berger 'den yillar önce yaşamış Spinoza ise çağının ötesinde bir filozof. Mercek yontuculugu, latince yazılar yazması ve arada çizimler yapmasıyla da Spinoza da çok yönlü bir kişilik. Döneminde Rembrant gibi büyük sanatçılarla birlikte yaşamış olan Spinoza, düşünceleri yüzünden Yahudi cemaatinden aforoz edilmiş, dışlanmış buna ragmen çok çalışmış bir filozof .Berger, dünya üzerindeki görüşlerini okuyucuya anlatırken, kitabın ilgili bölümlerine Spinoza'nim Ethica adlı eserinden bölümler koymus. Bu yazılar bence metni tamamlayıcı unsurlar. Tiranlik sistemine karşı olan direnişten ,Platonov'un Rusya ve Arundhati Roy'un Hindistan hayaline kadar sanatın içinde bulunduğumuz şartları nasıl etkilediğini, Berger estetik bir şekilde dile getiriyor kitapta. Spinoza ve Berger'in çizim yapmaları dışında ortak noktalarından birisi de, aksaklıkları görmeleri ve bunu cesurca dile getirmeleri. Tarih, cesurları sever ve tarih acilari anlattigi kadar, bu acıları anlatan kişileri de unutmaz ve onları yazar. Spinoza'nin yüzüne karşı okunan herem'de "adın yeryüzünden silinecek" derken Spinoza gercekten aforoz edilmiş midir? Kaç kişi o hahamlari hatırlıyor ve kaç kişi Spinoza'yı biliyor? Aforoz edilen tarihten silinen hahamlar mı yoksa Spinoza mı? Tarih, mücadele edenlerin ve mücadele sonucunda bedel ödeyenlerin tarihidir. Bedel ödeyenleri yazar tarih. Diğerleri gölge olarak kalmaya mahkum edilir. Sanat ve felsefe seven okuyuculara okuyun derim . İyi okumalar
January 15, 2013
John Berger (Ways of Seeing) gives artists more to think about with his latest work, Bento's Sketchbook: How does the impulse to draw something begin? Truly there is much to ponder here even for readers who have never picked up a brush. The essays move between the life and philosophies of Benedict de Spinoza and Berger's own stories during his travels and stays in and around the art world and suburbs of contemporary Paris. Part sketchbook, the book has wonderful drawings by Berger as he imagines Spinoza might have sketched. Spinoza was known to have sketched but none of his drawings remain.
In Berger's words he and Bento "shared an awareness about where and to what the practice of drawing can lead." Berger's stories and criticisms inspire the drawings he includes; of a sixty-year old bicycle belonging to a friend whose wife became stricken with Alzheimer's, of dancers whose bodies reflect their exertion and endurance, of a special brush he gives to a Cambodian woman with whom he swims laps in a pool. He writes of politics and protest, tyranny and democracy and draws the faces of those whom Berger refers to as the new "profiteers." When he refers to Spinoza, he quotes one of his propositions and seamlessly weaves it into the tale. The drawings illustrate and the words defend the philosophies in a readable, visual way. At 162 pages, this is a brief but fully satisfying read and one that the reader will enjoy again after digesting it the first time. It was like a meal that you know you will talk about long after the guests have gone.
In Berger's words he and Bento "shared an awareness about where and to what the practice of drawing can lead." Berger's stories and criticisms inspire the drawings he includes; of a sixty-year old bicycle belonging to a friend whose wife became stricken with Alzheimer's, of dancers whose bodies reflect their exertion and endurance, of a special brush he gives to a Cambodian woman with whom he swims laps in a pool. He writes of politics and protest, tyranny and democracy and draws the faces of those whom Berger refers to as the new "profiteers." When he refers to Spinoza, he quotes one of his propositions and seamlessly weaves it into the tale. The drawings illustrate and the words defend the philosophies in a readable, visual way. At 162 pages, this is a brief but fully satisfying read and one that the reader will enjoy again after digesting it the first time. It was like a meal that you know you will talk about long after the guests have gone.
April 2, 2012
I love everything this man writes, and this latest book, just out November 8, 2011, brings together all the many threads of his life, his art, his political philosophy, and his great great heart. Bento's Sketchbook (subtitled How Does the Impulse to Draw Something Begin?) contains ink-and-spit drawings, quotations from Spinoza (the Bento of the title), and stories of real people: everywhere John Berger's eye touches the Earth. I have bought copies for everyone I love: it's the kind of book you can open anywhere, read one story, put it down in order to assimilate the deeper and deeper layers of awareness Berger brings into focus, and know you will want to re-read many times. Each page contains perceptions that make me stop and breathe in the world around me with more empathy, more appreciation, more sorrow and more hope of redemption.
If you don't know John Berger's work, this is a wonderful place to begin. If you do, you will not want to miss this gift from a man in his 80s who has lived his life with such passion and integrity.
If you don't know John Berger's work, this is a wonderful place to begin. If you do, you will not want to miss this gift from a man in his 80s who has lived his life with such passion and integrity.
August 25, 2012
I seem to be reading these books about creativity, and artistic creativity in particular: Ok for Now by Gary Schmidt about a kid's redemptive art, which echoes Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson, and this was recommended by a friend because it talks about the power of storytelling as well. Complicated, more ruminative than an organized argument, sort of explores a cluster of issues around the idea of why we create, where the impulse comes from... and this book look at Spinoza's Ethics, is itself a sketchbook, and shares art from others, and meditates on storytelling as a function of the creative process. Very thought=provoking. I have used his books in my courses over the years, like his Ways of Seeing, Into their Labours, Photocopies... and this writing is similar. I liked it, and need to read it again, and suspect that will get me closer to the heart of it...
June 8, 2011
John Berger is an enigma.No one else writes likes him or, I suppose, even thinks like him.From being one of the most controversial authors on aesthetics these days his musings on philosophy, gardens , architecture are quite unique and here is one such gem.Imagining the sketches of Spinoza, Berger recreates a meditation on the art of drawing in the world.No book recently has given one such a pause for thought because he is unique.
July 21, 2014
This is my third time reading Bento's sketchbook and I'm sure I'll read it again from time to time.
It's a beautiful set of observations with drawings along the way.
Takes me back to noticing things, the small things that ARE the important things.
A gorgeous reminder to notice through John Berger's noticings with Bento Spinoza's philosophy leading the way.
It's a beautiful set of observations with drawings along the way.
Takes me back to noticing things, the small things that ARE the important things.
A gorgeous reminder to notice through John Berger's noticings with Bento Spinoza's philosophy leading the way.
December 3, 2015
*spanish language alert*
El libro “Cuaderno de Bento” del famoso filósofo John Berger es un libro que he disfrutado enormemente por su espléndida y admirable originalidad, no tanto por la temática que esclarece, sino por la manera en la que ilustra y relata.
Es un libro corto, ameno de leer. Que hace referencia a un dibujo más misterioso, más enigmático. Un dibujo que siempre tendrá una historia detrás. Un dibujo espontáneo, fluido, fruto del momento y el instante.
“Quienes dibujamos no sólo dibujamos a fin de hacer visible para los demás algo que hemos observado, sino también para acompañar a algo invisible hacia su destino insondable.” (p.22)
Adoro esta frase, es tan cierta. Tan real, tan poética. Te muestra una realidad del dibujo tan interesante. Aquel dibujo sentimental, tan importante. Que trata de mostrar la realidad pura. Aquel que responde a las preguntas que recurren. Aquel que con su secreto desvela aquello jamás expresado.
“La idea que constituye el ser formal del alma humana es la idea del cuerpo, el cual se compone de muchísimos individuos muy compuestos. Ahora bien: hay necesariamente una idea en Dios de cada individuo componente de un cuerpo. Luego la idea del cuerpo humano está compuesta de esas numerosísimas ideas de sus partes componentes.”
Ética, parte segunda.
Hay tantas lecturas de esta cita… es especialmente curioso pensar en ello. Pensar que el ser humano está compuesto de muchos otros. Tantos reflejos y tantos pasados en nuestra propia piel. Que esto lo hace irrevocablemente interesante. Y creo fervientemente, que en cuanto al dibujo, la forma de observar, la forma de coger el lápiz o el carboncillo refleja toda esta teoría. Creo que el dibujo es una forma de sacar nuestras tantas personas en el interior. Por eso jamás un dibujo es similar a otro, incluso hecho por la misma persona. La versatilidad del momento, la sensación emocional del instante, la intensidad de nuestro ánimo. Todo influye en cuanto a cómo acabamos dibujando.
La Silvia triste es probable que no dibuje de la misma manera que la Silvia emocionada.
“Mas no por ello dejamos de sentir y experimentar que somos eternos, Pues tan percepción del alma es la de las cosas que concibe por el entendimiento como la de las cosas que tiene en la memoria. Efectivamente, los ojos del alma, con los que ve y observa las cosas, son las demostraciones mismas. Y así, aunque no nos acordemos de haber existido antes del cuerpo, percibimos, sin embargo, que nuestra alma, en cuanto que implica la esencia del cuerpo desde la perspectiva de la eternidad, es eterna y que esta existencia suya no puede definirse por el tiempo, o sea, no puede explicarse por la duración.”
Spinoza, ética, parte quinta.
Respecto al dibujo, creo en el concepto de lo eterno. De hecho, es esto lo que hace al dibujo interesante. Creo en la concepción del dibujo como algo mágico; algo que al igual que la fotografía o la escritura, dota de aquello que representamos de una vida eterna, goza de inmortalidad.
Aquello que físicamente está frente nosotros, naturalmente es temporal. Pero la visión intelectual traspasa esta barrera y lo dota de la particularidad de que quizá viva por siempre.
Obviamente Spinoza ha sabido expresar esto que digo de forma mucho más ingeniosa e inteligente que yo, y es por eso que la considero una de las citas más interesantes del libro.
De todas las escenas, para mi, el pasaje de la bailarina me pareció el más curioso de todos. Habla del dibujo como una forma de búsqueda, de viaje que constante, donde de manera reflexiva el artista exprime su realidad actual. Con la bailarina que descansa, el artista dibuja y dibuja, borra, y sigue dibujando hasta que topa con el reflejo verdadero de dicha silueta. La esencia, la inherencia de la bailarina. Su carácter en los músculos, la personalidad en su movimiento.
Y como, J. Berger relata “no pararé hasta que su alma aparezca”.
Me resultó una forma muy sensible de considerar el dibujo.
El libro “Cuaderno de Bento” del famoso filósofo John Berger es un libro que he disfrutado enormemente por su espléndida y admirable originalidad, no tanto por la temática que esclarece, sino por la manera en la que ilustra y relata.
Es un libro corto, ameno de leer. Que hace referencia a un dibujo más misterioso, más enigmático. Un dibujo que siempre tendrá una historia detrás. Un dibujo espontáneo, fluido, fruto del momento y el instante.
“Quienes dibujamos no sólo dibujamos a fin de hacer visible para los demás algo que hemos observado, sino también para acompañar a algo invisible hacia su destino insondable.” (p.22)
Adoro esta frase, es tan cierta. Tan real, tan poética. Te muestra una realidad del dibujo tan interesante. Aquel dibujo sentimental, tan importante. Que trata de mostrar la realidad pura. Aquel que responde a las preguntas que recurren. Aquel que con su secreto desvela aquello jamás expresado.
“La idea que constituye el ser formal del alma humana es la idea del cuerpo, el cual se compone de muchísimos individuos muy compuestos. Ahora bien: hay necesariamente una idea en Dios de cada individuo componente de un cuerpo. Luego la idea del cuerpo humano está compuesta de esas numerosísimas ideas de sus partes componentes.”
Ética, parte segunda.
Hay tantas lecturas de esta cita… es especialmente curioso pensar en ello. Pensar que el ser humano está compuesto de muchos otros. Tantos reflejos y tantos pasados en nuestra propia piel. Que esto lo hace irrevocablemente interesante. Y creo fervientemente, que en cuanto al dibujo, la forma de observar, la forma de coger el lápiz o el carboncillo refleja toda esta teoría. Creo que el dibujo es una forma de sacar nuestras tantas personas en el interior. Por eso jamás un dibujo es similar a otro, incluso hecho por la misma persona. La versatilidad del momento, la sensación emocional del instante, la intensidad de nuestro ánimo. Todo influye en cuanto a cómo acabamos dibujando.
La Silvia triste es probable que no dibuje de la misma manera que la Silvia emocionada.
“Mas no por ello dejamos de sentir y experimentar que somos eternos, Pues tan percepción del alma es la de las cosas que concibe por el entendimiento como la de las cosas que tiene en la memoria. Efectivamente, los ojos del alma, con los que ve y observa las cosas, son las demostraciones mismas. Y así, aunque no nos acordemos de haber existido antes del cuerpo, percibimos, sin embargo, que nuestra alma, en cuanto que implica la esencia del cuerpo desde la perspectiva de la eternidad, es eterna y que esta existencia suya no puede definirse por el tiempo, o sea, no puede explicarse por la duración.”
Spinoza, ética, parte quinta.
Respecto al dibujo, creo en el concepto de lo eterno. De hecho, es esto lo que hace al dibujo interesante. Creo en la concepción del dibujo como algo mágico; algo que al igual que la fotografía o la escritura, dota de aquello que representamos de una vida eterna, goza de inmortalidad.
Aquello que físicamente está frente nosotros, naturalmente es temporal. Pero la visión intelectual traspasa esta barrera y lo dota de la particularidad de que quizá viva por siempre.
Obviamente Spinoza ha sabido expresar esto que digo de forma mucho más ingeniosa e inteligente que yo, y es por eso que la considero una de las citas más interesantes del libro.
De todas las escenas, para mi, el pasaje de la bailarina me pareció el más curioso de todos. Habla del dibujo como una forma de búsqueda, de viaje que constante, donde de manera reflexiva el artista exprime su realidad actual. Con la bailarina que descansa, el artista dibuja y dibuja, borra, y sigue dibujando hasta que topa con el reflejo verdadero de dicha silueta. La esencia, la inherencia de la bailarina. Su carácter en los músculos, la personalidad en su movimiento.
Y como, J. Berger relata “no pararé hasta que su alma aparezca”.
Me resultó una forma muy sensible de considerar el dibujo.
May 20, 2017
Learned and thoughtfully executed. Trying to be in the now alive and present. Inspiring to those who have begun their own sketchbooks or have doodled around their own expressions.
August 18, 2017
It is believed that the Dutch philosopher Baruch Spinoza, besides writing philosophy, has kept a sketchbook of drawings that he made. After his death at the age of 44, no such sketchbook was found.
In this book, John Berger imagines what those sketches could be, accompanied by benign anecdotes, diaphanous meditations on varied topics, and thus it becomes an enterprise that opens up nooks and crannies that allow us glimpses into a mind that is occupied by the creative art of drawing, what lies behind the this impulse to draw, its counterpart in reality, politics and tyrants, writing and freedom, all against the strain of time.
Drawing for Berger is a "form of probing," it is an impulse that is derived "from the human need to search, to plot points, to place things and to place oneself." It is an act of liberation, ascendance, and ultimately one in which one could sprout wings and soar above and beyond the confines of life whatever they may be.
Taking a look at the drawings of Berger, you notice that there is innate quality about them, drawings that are as light as a feather, and which in part, are a reflection on the essence of life, storytelling and freedom. And in a similar manner to that drawing of Käthe Kollwitz, they offer hope and illumination in times of darkness.
Working Woman (with Earring) - 1910
In this book, John Berger imagines what those sketches could be, accompanied by benign anecdotes, diaphanous meditations on varied topics, and thus it becomes an enterprise that opens up nooks and crannies that allow us glimpses into a mind that is occupied by the creative art of drawing, what lies behind the this impulse to draw, its counterpart in reality, politics and tyrants, writing and freedom, all against the strain of time.
Drawing for Berger is a "form of probing," it is an impulse that is derived "from the human need to search, to plot points, to place things and to place oneself." It is an act of liberation, ascendance, and ultimately one in which one could sprout wings and soar above and beyond the confines of life whatever they may be.
Taking a look at the drawings of Berger, you notice that there is innate quality about them, drawings that are as light as a feather, and which in part, are a reflection on the essence of life, storytelling and freedom. And in a similar manner to that drawing of Käthe Kollwitz, they offer hope and illumination in times of darkness.
Working Woman (with Earring) - 1910
January 24, 2018
Lo más bello de los libros de John Berger es que le piden al lector un compromiso enorme sin anunciárselo. No es solo cuestión de la lectura en sí, que puede ser demasiado complicada o cargada de alusiones, como en este caso (con algunas secciones casi incomprensibles de lo gaseosas y distantes que son), sino que exigen siempre, en el fondo, un compromiso moral. Es un compromiso moral al que se llega por medio de la apreciación o el diálogo con el arte y con sus creadores, y principalmente con la materialidad del arte, con los objetos y los ingredientes de las piezas artísticas.
El libro consiste en una exploración de los cuadernos de Spinoza (a los que nunca tendremos acceso) por medio de diálogos de Berger con el arte, dibujos suyos y muchas citas. Más que complemento o discusión de la visión spinoziana, lo siento como un poema largo provocado por su visión y sus escritos. Ilumina y acerca al poder de la observación, pues en el fondo es un libro sobre "cómo empieza un dibujo a ser dibujado"; seguirlo capítulo por capítulo es trazar con la mano del dibujante-escritor, contemplar su modelo, participar de la relación entre el mundo, sus objetos y quienes lo habitamos, compartimos, destruimos y dibujamos.
El libro consiste en una exploración de los cuadernos de Spinoza (a los que nunca tendremos acceso) por medio de diálogos de Berger con el arte, dibujos suyos y muchas citas. Más que complemento o discusión de la visión spinoziana, lo siento como un poema largo provocado por su visión y sus escritos. Ilumina y acerca al poder de la observación, pues en el fondo es un libro sobre "cómo empieza un dibujo a ser dibujado"; seguirlo capítulo por capítulo es trazar con la mano del dibujante-escritor, contemplar su modelo, participar de la relación entre el mundo, sus objetos y quienes lo habitamos, compartimos, destruimos y dibujamos.
March 30, 2018
«Мы, те, кто рисует, стремимся не только сделать нечто видимым для других, но и сопровождать не что невидимое к его непредсказуемой цели».
Джон Берджер «Блокнот Бенто. Как зарождается импульс что-нибудь нарисовать?» - сборник эссе британского художника, арт-критика, писателя.
Как-то купила в Одессе другую его книгу «Фотография и её предназначение», прочла, полюбила. Один из редких писателей, который размышляет вместе с читателем, ничего не навязывая. Который прожил разнообразную, свободную жизнь. Человек потрясающей эрудиции, опыта. Книги его похожи на разговоры, начинаются они с тем искусства и вдруг уходят к социальным проблемам, к политическому анализу, к экзистенциальному исследованию себя. «Вести поиски, наносить на бумагу точки, находить место для вещей и для себя самого...»
P. S. Берджер ещё и поэт. Когда отыскиваешь поэзию в его прозе, тут уж останавливаешься. Несколько раз, медленно перечитываешь. «В её улыбке содержатся забытые обещания, которые на миг вернулись, чтобы сделаться настоящими»
Джон Берджер «Блокнот Бенто. Как зарождается импульс что-нибудь нарисовать?» - сборник эссе британского художника, арт-критика, писателя.
Как-то купила в Одессе другую его книгу «Фотография и её предназначение», прочла, полюбила. Один из редких писателей, который размышляет вместе с читателем, ничего не навязывая. Который прожил разнообразную, свободную жизнь. Человек потрясающей эрудиции, опыта. Книги его похожи на разговоры, начинаются они с тем искусства и вдруг уходят к социальным проблемам, к политическому анализу, к экзистенциальному исследованию себя. «Вести поиски, наносить на бумагу точки, находить место для вещей и для себя самого...»
P. S. Берджер ещё и поэт. Когда отыскиваешь поэзию в его прозе, тут уж останавливаешься. Несколько раз, медленно перечитываешь. «В её улыбке содержатся забытые обещания, которые на миг вернулись, чтобы сделаться настоящими»
December 8, 2019
Kitabin icerigiyle cok az ilgilendim hatta bazi yerde takip bile edemedim. Ama o kadar tatli gozlemler vardi ki icimdeki uretici ruhu heycanlandirdigini hayattan o an icin ekstra tat aldirdigini hissettim. Bunun sebebini anlamaya calismak modellemek cok zor. Benim aradigim sey de bunu anlamlandirmak degil olabildigince hissetmek.
July 20, 2021
I didn't like or agree with everything Berger states in this book. But I greatly admire the narrative he presents to us, apparently displaying his practice and praxis. This is a book about questions rather than answers; about the need to understand, towards which sketching is one road and verbal reasoning another. It is about sometimes carrying puzzles rather than solving them. A must-read for anyone involved in practice research.
September 9, 2021
Berger’s thoughts and drawings in relation to his experiences and Spinoza’s writings.
November 30, 2025
A curious book. A mixture of insights, heavy quotations from Spinoza, and bad drawings by Berger. A piece of self-indulgence.
June 4, 2015
The subtitle of this book is “How Does the Impulse to Draw Something Begin?” The book doesn’t answer the question- it doesn’t even pose it, again, explicitly. But, this is a collection of thoughts, stories, impressions, organized around excerpts from Spinoza’s “Ethics” and “Treatise On the Correction Of the Intellect,” and interspersed with Berger’s own drawings. Most of the Spinoza excerpts are obscure and without context. Reading and rereading them several times I often found myself at a loss to completely understand the meaning of the propositions, but, no matter, the value of the book, as far as I am concerned, is in the poetic meanings that arise, like images of his drawings, from ink line and spit, from the way the words fall on the blankness of the page, gently at first, than gathering in density until the eye collides with the substance of those words. I am first grateful that this is not a tedious read, and second that it is a gorgeous little book, and I’m sorry it finished.
Berger shuttles between history, philosophy and his personal experience of life told in stories that stretch from the old Cambodian couple he meets at the local swimming pool to drawing at the breakfast table with his granddaughter. Every few pages a new gem arises:
“What is distinct about today’s global tyranny is that it is faceless. There’s no Fuhrer, no Stalin, no Cortes. Its workings vary according to each continent and its modes modified by local history, but its overall pattern is the same, a circular pattern.
The division between the poor and the relatively rich becomes an abyss. Traditional restraints and recommendations are shattered. Consumerism consumes all questioning. The past becomes obsolete. Consequently, people lose their selfhood, their sense of identity, and they then locate and find an enemy in order to define themselves (I immediately thought of Fox News when I read this part). The enemy-whatever their ethnic or religious nomination- is always found amongst the poor. This is where the circular pattern is vicious.
The system economically produces, alongside wealth, more and more poverty, more and more homeless families, whilst simultaneously it politically promotes ideologies which articulate and justify the exclusion and eventual elimination of the hordes of new poor.
It is this new politico-economic circle which today encourages the constant human capacity for cruelties that obliterate the human imagination.”
In the face of grim thoughts like these, predictions, really, Berger gives us treats us to his drawings. Usually quick, sketchy, messy and imperfect (in its own way a kind of economic perfection, I think) we are treated to vision as a covenant, and act of hope, a vote of confidence for humanity. He draws from works of art in museums, (hilarious anecdote about drawing in the National Museum and running afoul of the attendant- remind me to be careful next time I do that when I visit,) and he draws from observation of the world around him. It’s like he’s making valentines to the past and the present, and sending them off into the future.
Berger shuttles between history, philosophy and his personal experience of life told in stories that stretch from the old Cambodian couple he meets at the local swimming pool to drawing at the breakfast table with his granddaughter. Every few pages a new gem arises:
“What is distinct about today’s global tyranny is that it is faceless. There’s no Fuhrer, no Stalin, no Cortes. Its workings vary according to each continent and its modes modified by local history, but its overall pattern is the same, a circular pattern.
The division between the poor and the relatively rich becomes an abyss. Traditional restraints and recommendations are shattered. Consumerism consumes all questioning. The past becomes obsolete. Consequently, people lose their selfhood, their sense of identity, and they then locate and find an enemy in order to define themselves (I immediately thought of Fox News when I read this part). The enemy-whatever their ethnic or religious nomination- is always found amongst the poor. This is where the circular pattern is vicious.
The system economically produces, alongside wealth, more and more poverty, more and more homeless families, whilst simultaneously it politically promotes ideologies which articulate and justify the exclusion and eventual elimination of the hordes of new poor.
It is this new politico-economic circle which today encourages the constant human capacity for cruelties that obliterate the human imagination.”
In the face of grim thoughts like these, predictions, really, Berger gives us treats us to his drawings. Usually quick, sketchy, messy and imperfect (in its own way a kind of economic perfection, I think) we are treated to vision as a covenant, and act of hope, a vote of confidence for humanity. He draws from works of art in museums, (hilarious anecdote about drawing in the National Museum and running afoul of the attendant- remind me to be careful next time I do that when I visit,) and he draws from observation of the world around him. It’s like he’s making valentines to the past and the present, and sending them off into the future.
March 24, 2014
[Pubblicata sulla rivista online Ritiri Filosofici, a questo link: http://www.ritirifilosofici.it/?p=2741]
L’ultimo libro edito in Italia di John Berger — famoso nel mondo sotto varie forme, come narratore, sceneggiatore cinematografico e teatrale, ma soprattutto come critico e giornalista d’arte —, dall’intrigante titolo Il taccuino di Bento (in inglese: Bento’s Sketchbook), ci segnala come la figura di Baruch, o Bento, Spinoza sia al centro dell’interesse di persone che non si definiscono certo filosofi.
Il taccuino di Bento è l’emblema di questo accostamento fra spiriti sensibili e la filosofia — a volte definita gelida e glaciale — di Spinoza.
In realtà Berger ci permette di capire — cosa che è capitata a molte delle persone che hanno letto e vissuto la filosofia di Spinoza — come quella filosofia, così schematica e geometrica, sia uno dei più grandi tentativi di spiegare la vita, di comprenderne i suoi rivoli.
All’autore viene regalato un taccuino da disegno (Berger è un disegnatore, ed anzi crede che il disegno e il processo creativo possano essere un modo molto privilegiato per addentrarsi nella realtà) e sa che Spinoza fu, molto probabilmente, a contatto con Rembrandt.
Quel taccuino, automaticamente, intonso e pieno di prospettive, diventa il taccuino di Baruch Spinoza che, dice l’autore, aveva il vizio del disegno. È così che Berger appunta su quel taccuino le sue riflessioni, le storie che si trova intorno, le emozioni che percepisce in una giornata di primavera disegnando alberi in attesa delle foglie e molto altro. Tutto questo è alternato a brani dell’Etica spinoziana, quei brani “chiari e distinti” del filosofo olandese, che permettono di fare luce intorno alle oscurità dell’esistenza.
Spesso l’autore si rivolge a Spinoza dicendogli: «…ma te mi hai insegnato che…», come fosse un figlio che si trova a parlare con il padre. Ad esempio Spinoza ha insegnato a Berger che è impossibile dare un nome ai destini delle persone: «spesso hanno la regolarità di figure geometriche, ma non si sa come chiamarli» (p. 71).
Berger rimane esterrefatto dall’evidenza dell’ineluttabilità dei destini delle persone, ne rimane meravigliato, cerca di andarne a fondo disegnandone i particolari, sia visivi che letterari. Chiedendo sempre un aiuto a Bento, a quell’uomo minuto che molava le lenti nelle sue stanze in affitto, e nel frattempo pensava il più grande e geniale sistema filosofico della modernità.
La vita e la filosofia, ancora una volta — non ci stancheremo mai di dirlo, e Berger dal suo lato non filosofico, ce lo conferma —, sono indissolubili: corrono sugli stessi binari.
L’ultimo libro edito in Italia di John Berger — famoso nel mondo sotto varie forme, come narratore, sceneggiatore cinematografico e teatrale, ma soprattutto come critico e giornalista d’arte —, dall’intrigante titolo Il taccuino di Bento (in inglese: Bento’s Sketchbook), ci segnala come la figura di Baruch, o Bento, Spinoza sia al centro dell’interesse di persone che non si definiscono certo filosofi.
Il taccuino di Bento è l’emblema di questo accostamento fra spiriti sensibili e la filosofia — a volte definita gelida e glaciale — di Spinoza.
In realtà Berger ci permette di capire — cosa che è capitata a molte delle persone che hanno letto e vissuto la filosofia di Spinoza — come quella filosofia, così schematica e geometrica, sia uno dei più grandi tentativi di spiegare la vita, di comprenderne i suoi rivoli.
All’autore viene regalato un taccuino da disegno (Berger è un disegnatore, ed anzi crede che il disegno e il processo creativo possano essere un modo molto privilegiato per addentrarsi nella realtà) e sa che Spinoza fu, molto probabilmente, a contatto con Rembrandt.
Quel taccuino, automaticamente, intonso e pieno di prospettive, diventa il taccuino di Baruch Spinoza che, dice l’autore, aveva il vizio del disegno. È così che Berger appunta su quel taccuino le sue riflessioni, le storie che si trova intorno, le emozioni che percepisce in una giornata di primavera disegnando alberi in attesa delle foglie e molto altro. Tutto questo è alternato a brani dell’Etica spinoziana, quei brani “chiari e distinti” del filosofo olandese, che permettono di fare luce intorno alle oscurità dell’esistenza.
Spesso l’autore si rivolge a Spinoza dicendogli: «…ma te mi hai insegnato che…», come fosse un figlio che si trova a parlare con il padre. Ad esempio Spinoza ha insegnato a Berger che è impossibile dare un nome ai destini delle persone: «spesso hanno la regolarità di figure geometriche, ma non si sa come chiamarli» (p. 71).
Berger rimane esterrefatto dall’evidenza dell’ineluttabilità dei destini delle persone, ne rimane meravigliato, cerca di andarne a fondo disegnandone i particolari, sia visivi che letterari. Chiedendo sempre un aiuto a Bento, a quell’uomo minuto che molava le lenti nelle sue stanze in affitto, e nel frattempo pensava il più grande e geniale sistema filosofico della modernità.
La vita e la filosofia, ancora una volta — non ci stancheremo mai di dirlo, e Berger dal suo lato non filosofico, ce lo conferma —, sono indissolubili: corrono sugli stessi binari.
February 15, 2017
This is a magical collection of stories by the late John Berger.
It combines his passions of art and storytelling, and he was a master of both. It also, very unusually for Berger, allow him to put forward some of his own drawings and paintings.
The basic premise of the book is that Bento, or Bento de Spinoza who lived from 1632-1637 and was a lens grinder by trade, actually wrote two books of philosophy which were published after he died. He also carried a sketchbook which was either lost or destroyed over subsequent years. Using the quotes from Bento's written work, Berger recreates stories and sketches which might have filled the book.
It is not quite as simple as that. The stories that Berger tells are taken from his own life and experiences and are in several cases exquisite vignettes. He tells the story of an aged guide in a small Paris museum. He plucks out some of her more racy commentary and then, when he sees her leaving for the day with a plastic bag, goes on the enumerate the items inside the bag in a wistful list of treasures. Pure imagination and pure joy.
In another story he tells the beautifully composed life story of Luca, illustrated by a picture of his bicycle. It is a sad but satisfying tale. Later still he tells the story of a Japanese paintbrush that he gave to a Cambodian woman he saw regularly at a swimming pool in Paris and who gave him a painting in return. Little life stories in ten pages or less which are wonderfully observed by someone with an eye for art as well as life.
Stories that will linger in the mind for a long time to come.
It combines his passions of art and storytelling, and he was a master of both. It also, very unusually for Berger, allow him to put forward some of his own drawings and paintings.
The basic premise of the book is that Bento, or Bento de Spinoza who lived from 1632-1637 and was a lens grinder by trade, actually wrote two books of philosophy which were published after he died. He also carried a sketchbook which was either lost or destroyed over subsequent years. Using the quotes from Bento's written work, Berger recreates stories and sketches which might have filled the book.
It is not quite as simple as that. The stories that Berger tells are taken from his own life and experiences and are in several cases exquisite vignettes. He tells the story of an aged guide in a small Paris museum. He plucks out some of her more racy commentary and then, when he sees her leaving for the day with a plastic bag, goes on the enumerate the items inside the bag in a wistful list of treasures. Pure imagination and pure joy.
In another story he tells the beautifully composed life story of Luca, illustrated by a picture of his bicycle. It is a sad but satisfying tale. Later still he tells the story of a Japanese paintbrush that he gave to a Cambodian woman he saw regularly at a swimming pool in Paris and who gave him a painting in return. Little life stories in ten pages or less which are wonderfully observed by someone with an eye for art as well as life.
Stories that will linger in the mind for a long time to come.
March 6, 2013
I so wanted to love this book. I'm a big fan of John Berger's, but "Bento's Sketchbook" was such a disappointment. There are nuggets buried in the sparse 158 pages, which are bloated by the formatting, such as:
"The division between the poor and the relatively rich becomes an abyss. Traditional restraints and recommendations are shattered. Consumerism consumes all questioning. The past becomes obsolete. Consequently people lose their selfhood, their sense of identity, and they then locate and find an enemy in order to define themselves. The enemy -- whatever their ethnic or religious nomination -- is always found amongst the poor. This is where the circular pattern is vicious.
The system economically produces, alongside wealth, more and more poverty, more and more homeless families, whilst simultaneously it politically promotes ideologies which articulate and justify the exclusion and eventual elimination of the hordes of new poor.
It is this new politico-economic circle which today encourages the constant human capacity for cruelties that obliterate the human imagination."
Or
"A sense of belonging to what-has-been and to the yet-to-come is what distinguishes man from other animals. Yet to face History is to face the tragic. Which is why many prefer to look away. To decide to engage oneself in History requires, even when the decision is a desperate one, hope. An earring of hope."
While so many writers struggle to get published, John Berger is given a free pass.
"The division between the poor and the relatively rich becomes an abyss. Traditional restraints and recommendations are shattered. Consumerism consumes all questioning. The past becomes obsolete. Consequently people lose their selfhood, their sense of identity, and they then locate and find an enemy in order to define themselves. The enemy -- whatever their ethnic or religious nomination -- is always found amongst the poor. This is where the circular pattern is vicious.
The system economically produces, alongside wealth, more and more poverty, more and more homeless families, whilst simultaneously it politically promotes ideologies which articulate and justify the exclusion and eventual elimination of the hordes of new poor.
It is this new politico-economic circle which today encourages the constant human capacity for cruelties that obliterate the human imagination."
Or
"A sense of belonging to what-has-been and to the yet-to-come is what distinguishes man from other animals. Yet to face History is to face the tragic. Which is why many prefer to look away. To decide to engage oneself in History requires, even when the decision is a desperate one, hope. An earring of hope."
While so many writers struggle to get published, John Berger is given a free pass.
January 24, 2020
Only a very established writer could get such a thin, self-indulgent book published. Not that it isn't enjoyable. It is a dreamy text, with interesting ramblings about art, culture, politics, people he has met, etc. His sketches aren't bad.
The best parts are his musings on creativity. Those are truly insightful.
Favorite quote: "Every drawing has its own raison d'etre and hopes to be unique. For every drawing we start, we have a distinct and different hope. And every drawing fails in its own unforeseeable and particular way. Nevertheless every drawing beings with a similar movement of the imagination."
The interspersed Spinoza excerpts give the whole thing a cosmic feel that isn't really otherwise justified. But it is a clever trick that gets the reader to leap from Berger's mundane stories to some sort of universal principal.
A good book to read at the end of the day with a cup of tea.
The best parts are his musings on creativity. Those are truly insightful.
Favorite quote: "Every drawing has its own raison d'etre and hopes to be unique. For every drawing we start, we have a distinct and different hope. And every drawing fails in its own unforeseeable and particular way. Nevertheless every drawing beings with a similar movement of the imagination."
The interspersed Spinoza excerpts give the whole thing a cosmic feel that isn't really otherwise justified. But it is a clever trick that gets the reader to leap from Berger's mundane stories to some sort of universal principal.
A good book to read at the end of the day with a cup of tea.
January 8, 2017
Did you know that Baruch Spinoza kept a sketchbook? That’s what John Berger says at the start of BENTO’S SKETCHBOOK, a rumination on where the impulse to draw may have come from. Spinoza’s sketchbook is lost to time, but Berger liberally shares his, using the drawings as a springboard to discuss a myriad of topics. The only thing that holds the disparate ideas together are quotes from Spinoza’s ETHICS and other writings. That and the back and forth between these two great thinkers. There’s a lot of big ideas bantered about in this small book, but what I took away was the fact that Berger uses spit to make a wash of his freshly drawn ink on the page. For some reason this really grossed me out.
March 14, 2013
A lovely read... meandering, but in a good way. Discerning; Berger writes as someone who has seen a lot, who sees through much of it, who has lost patience with much of it, but who has a core of humanity and personability that keeps him from being cynical. Drawing, he suggests, is a process of knowing the world, and he makes you see how the process is part and parcel of the kind of discernment that he is all about. I will no doubt read this book again in a few years and get something completely different from it.
November 30, 2024
Скетчі в яких автор знайомить нас з дідусем та його старим велосипедом, який подарували йому батьки у дитинстві — сподобалася найбільше (ніби зустрів паралельну історію «Вітер дужчає» Хаяо Міядзакі про людину, що працювала з літаками в Італії)
навіть не те, що сподобалося, а єдине що запам'яталося з книги (крім тієї кількості процитованої русні, якою захоплюється автор)
навіть не те, що сподобалося, а єдине що запам'яталося з книги (крім тієї кількості процитованої русні, якою захоплюється автор)
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