Posted By bwatchman / Photography / Cinema, Photography, Tarkovsky / 4,373 Comments

From a message shared with an aspiring young director amidst his reflecting on “movie-going”:

I’d say most people are not satisfied when they come out of the movies. They surely aren’t fulfilled or moved to change or feel hopeful, that’s for sure. They might be satiated with a bit of escapism and or entertainment, but not on a meaningful and life altering way.

What is so sad is that cinema is treated the same way as a pack of smokes or a 8-pack of beer. It’s consumed like a drug and doesn’t offer people poetic art that can enhance their life or balance out their spiritual progress with that of their material gain or seeking.

As we go into the cinema box we go in with our broken selves dependent on the allurement of quick fixes and then come out disjointed and fragmented in thought to the point of bafflement – unable to speak. Unfortunately, this inability to speak is not out of reverence or awe of what we just saw; no, rather we are speechless because if we open our mouth we will spew vomit from the overindulged cgi action-fest we just came out of.

But I digress with this: As an artist, the only way to respond without giving any sort of undeserved attention to the sinful catastrophe of modern day cinema is to make or produce a beautiful film that projects truth and ardently pulls on the heart strings that lead to self-awareness and progress of the soul.

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Posted By bwatchman / Uncategorized / 3,464 Comments

Images from the Watchman’s weekly Poustinia.

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Posted By bwatchman / Tarkovsky / Cinema, Tarkovsky / 18 Comments

“When I dream of the log walls and dark pantry,
I sense that it’s only a dream.

Then my joy is clouded,
for I know I’ll wake up.

Sometimes something happens
and I stop dreaming of the house and the pines…

Then I grieve…
and wait for the dream that will make me a child again,
and I’ll be happy knowing that all still lies ahead,
and nothing is impossible.”

(screenshot and quote from “The Mirror” by Andrei Tarkovsky)

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Posted By bwatchman / Tarkovsky / Cinema, Rublev, Sculpting in Time, Tarkovsky / 22 Comments

“ It is obvious that art cannot teach anyone anything, since in four thousand years humanity has learnt nothing at all. We should long ago have become angels had we been capable of paying attention to the experience of art, and allowing ourselves to be changed in accordance with the ideals it expresses. Art only has the capacity, through shock and catharsis, to make the human soul receptive to good. It’s ridiculous to imagine that people can be taught to be good…Art can only give food – a jolt – the occasion – for psychical experience. ” (Tarkovsky, ‘Sculpting In Time’, pg. 50)

image: still form Tarkovsky’s ‘Andrei Rublev’

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Posted By bwatchman / The Little Ones / Animals, Creation, Sacred Scripture / 11 Comments

“But ask the animals, and they will teach you; the birds of the air, and they will tell you; ask the plants of the earth, and they will teach you; and the fish of the sea will declare to you. Who among these does not know that the hand of the Lord has done this? In his hand is the life of every living thing and the breath of every human being.” | Job 12:7-10 photo by Jo-Anne McArthur


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Posted By bwatchman / Sacred Scripture / Icon, mystical, Sacred Scripture / 5,091 Comments

“My friend had a vineyard on a fertile hillside. He dug the soil, cleared it of stones, and planted choice vines in it. In the middle he built a tower, he dug a press there too. He expected it to yield grapes, but sour grapes were all that it gave.” | Isaiah 5:2


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Posted By bwatchman / Solitary / Office, Sessional Hymn, Solitary / 282 Comments

Be moved, O God, by the sufferings that your saints endure for You; we beseech You to heal all our sufferings, O Lord and Lover of Humankind. (Daily Office, Wednesday Sessional Hymn II) image by unknown

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Posted By bwatchman / Solitary / Nesterov, Office, Sessional Hymn, Solitary / 10 Comments

Foolishly have I separated myself from You, O Lord, and like the Prodigal I have wasted all my life. As a slave I have served my senseless and sinful desires each day. But now I beg You, O God of tenderness, through the intercession of the angels, welcome me as the Prodigal and save me. (Daily Office, Monday Sessional Hymn II) image by Mikhail Nesterov

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Stand Still

Posted By bwatchman / A Branch of The Watchful Tree: "The New Call" / doherty, newcall, quote, saint / 10 Comments

“Stand still, and allow the deadly restlessness of our tragic age to fall away like the worn-out, dusty cloak it is.” | Catherine Doherty

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Posted By bwatchman / A Branch of The Watchful Tree: "The New Call" / ephrem, newcall, quote, saint / 4,932 Comments

“Good speech is silver, but silence is pure gold.” | St. Ephrem the Syrian

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