A Little Happier: I Appreciate Anything That Helps Me to Pay Attention

I take giant amounts of notes, and I’m constantly copying passages from books that I read. It’s a lot of work, but it’s also one of my favorite things to do.

Oddly, I’ll often take notes, or copy passages, where the meaning isn’t clear to me. Sometimes it takes me years (if ever) to understand the meaning of something that I knew was significant, but didn’t know why. And then, when I grasp it – so thrilling! Nothing makes me happier.

This kind of epiphany happened to me once when I was in London, where I visited the beautiful Wallace Collection.

To set the scene for my epiphany:

Years before, I’d read a fascinating book called The Conversations: Walter Murch and the Art of Editing Film, by Michael Ondaatje, and I copied down a passage from Francis Ford Coppola’s notes for the script of the excellent movie The Conversation, about a surveillance expert Harry Caul (Gene Hackman) who is hired by a mysterious client to tail a young couple to try to record their conversation.

Coppola wrote:

The opening might be built out of fragments of various conversations. So that when we first meet the two young people they seem like just another conversation until we see that the microphone is trained on them: they are important only because someone is listening.

Something becomes important, because someone is paying special attention.

I never really quite understood why this passage struck a chord with me and why I bothered to copy the quotation – until I saw Poussin’s painting,  Dance to the Music of Time, hanging on the wall in the Wallace Collection.


More backstory: This painting is used in the exceptionally gorgeous design of Anthony Powell’s [POLE] novels in the four-volume A Dance to the Music of Time.

Because I know these books well, and admire these four volumes every time I spot them in the bookstore, I assumed that the painting was quite important and famous.

However, the Wallace Collection didn’t make mention (that I saw) of the fact that this painting was in their collection. And it was almost by accident that I spotted the painting, at all.

There are so many paintings in the room.

Poussin's painting, Dance to the Music of Time, in the Wallace Collection

Can you find it? In the picture, it’s on the far wall, the bottom painting to the left of the large painting in the middle. 

Because of those books, I’d found the painting beautiful and important; because someone put it in the spotlight – because I saw it over and over, and took the time to look at it closely, and to think about its meaning.

If I’d just been wandering through the museum’s rooms, glancing at the paintings, I doubt I would’ve given the painting a second thought.

But when my attention was fixed on it, I learned to appreciate it.

I think of this, too, when I look at old class photos of my children. In a way, the children look all alike, and these photos look exactly (except for the clothes) the way my class photos look, from the same age. And yet – those are individuals! Some faces I recognize, some are precious to me. Because I know them.

My epiphany is that…it’s our listening that makes a conversation important; it’s our vision that makes a masterpiece; it’s our love that makes a face stand out from the crowd.

“They are important only because someone is listening.”

Have you ever had an experience like this – when your attention transformed an object into something dazzling? I love anything that makes me notice.




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