How often people speak of art and science as though they were two entirely different things, with no interconnection. An artist is emotional, they think, and uses only his intuition; he sees all at once and has no need of reason. A scientist is cold, they think, and uses only his reason; he argues carefully step by step, and needs no imagination. That is all wrong. The true artist is quite rational as well as imaginative and knows what he is doing; if he does not, his art suffers. The true scientist is quite imaginative as well as rational, and sometimes leaps to solutions where reason can follow only slowly; if he does not, his science suffers.
Isaac Asimov, “Art and Science,” The Roving Mind, 1983. (via s-cientia)
Joanna Newsom: I love William Faulkner, Dolly Parton, fried chicken, Van Dyke Parks, the Grand Canyon, Topanga Canyon, bacon cheeseburgers with horseradish, Georgia O’Keeffe, Grand Ole Opry, Gary Snyder, Gilda Radner, Radio City Music Hall, Big Sur, Ponderosa pines, Southern BBQ,…
You are not an encapsulated bag of skin dragging around
Jean Houston, Ego Death & Psychedelics (via prometheanreach)
a dreary little ego. You are an evolutionary wonder, a trillion
cells singing together in a vast chorale, an organism –
environment, a symbiosis of cell and soul.