The man that hath no music in himself,
Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds,
Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils;
The motions of his spirit are dull as night,
And his affections dark as Erebus:
Let no such man be trusted. Mark the music.
(Merchant of Venice, Act v, Scene I.)
This passage opens up the ‘Language of form and colour’ chapter in Wassily Kandinsky’s seminal modernist text ‘Concerning the Spiritual in Art’.
This book has been a continued source of inspiration and helped me overcome doubts, insecurities and expectations of what art ‘should’ be, and instead of fuelling these artistically paralyzing states of mind, I focus on art and it’s connection with the human soul.