{"id":178,"date":"2021-10-03T20:59:48","date_gmt":"2021-10-03T20:59:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/benthedeby.dk\/?page_id=178"},"modified":"2021-10-03T20:59:48","modified_gmt":"2021-10-03T20:59:48","slug":"beyond-the-flat-landscape","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/benthedeby.dk\/index.php\/beyond-the-flat-landscape\/","title":{"rendered":"Beyond the flat landscape"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Beyond the flat landscape<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Sverre Raffns\u00f8e \u2013 Professor of philosophy at the Copenhagen Business School<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Regarding Bent Hedeby S\u00f8rensen\u2019s exhibition at Sophienholm, Lyngby,<br>Copenhagen<br>I.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Our eyes are drawn into the flat landscape. Along the smooth rails never-ending<br>towards the horizon, allowing us to leave the near, distorted elusiveness of the fish<br>perspective to find peace in the clear-cut, resting contours of remoteness. And<br>maybe even reach a point where we lose ourselves at the exact vanishing point just<br>beyond the horizon. Remoteness is constantly becoming proximity, and proximity<br>becoming remoteness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Yet, the frozen moment of the painting captures us hurriedly, going the other<br>way. Away, always moving on. Out of the flat landscape. The remote and fixed attract<br>us, enticing our gaze with its clarity and substance, yet it continues to disappear<br>behind the horizon that moves in tandem with us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Going where? We can feel an urge to say goodbye to this eternal retrospectiveness,<br>and look forwards just for once. Yet, if we turn around, we will find ourselves in a<br>similar state. We are confronted by a parallel scenario that is not exactly the same,<br>but similar.<br>II.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In its present form, landscape painting as a genre is related to modern times. It rests<br>on the, often tacit, assumption that man has set aside and freed himself from his own<br>inner humanness and the outer naturalness to such a degree that nature is a scenery<br>that may be contemplated from a distance and thought of as a landscape. The<br>landscape as a painting originates from the meeting of nature and culture. The<br>landscape painting shows us that we have risen sufficiently above nature for<br>somebody to frame it and represent it in a painting available to a contemplating<br>subject.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Once man has staged himself as a subject for whom a surrounding world of objects<br>is available, he may begin to feel locked up in himself: in his culture, his civilisation<br>and his humanness. Thus, a number of highly vital and precarious conditions are at<br>stake in landscape painting, namely the relationship between subject and object,<br>humanness and its surroundings, between civilisation, culture and nature.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Landscape painting traditionally represents nature as a picture that is at our<br>command. The landscape becomes a surface. However, at the same time this gives<br>rise to a dream of returning to and being a part of nature, to be freed from our own<br>freedom. From the liberation from nature that causes us to feel like we are hanging<br>unprotected in mid-air like empty, inane subjects without any support.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The damnation, however, is aesthetic rather than realistic. Were it present<br>as a real possibility we would be panic-stricken by the prospect of our own<br>disintegration. Here, however, it is only present in an imagined and experienced<br>form. Thus, we may safely expose ourselves as contemplating subjects and<br>experience an expansion of selfness. We find pleasure in rediscovering ourselves in<br>constantly new ways.<br>III<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">All of this is implicitly jeopardised in Out of the flat landscape, in the paintings\u2019<br>specific displacement. Here, the observer strives to leave the constraints of his<br>limited perspective and its brevity, by disappearing into the painting, thus finding his<br>proper place in its greater context. However, he also learns the impossibility of this<br>dream: He cannot disappear into the non-perspectiveness of the remoteness; he is<br>constantly thrown back into his own limited subjectivity and its movement.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Through the repetition of the dynamics in which proximity and remoteness constantly<br>change places, the surface of the painting and the flat landscape take on an almost<br>timely depth. As the contemplating, backwards-gazing subject turns towards and<br>reflects in his surroundings to experience himself in them and fall back into himself,<br>an infinite, reflectionary movement occurs. An eternal narcissism, which irreversibly<br>causes him to move on and makes it impossible for him to turn back. Out across and<br>beyond the flat landscape. Irrespective of whether he wants to, the contemplating<br>subject is constantly moving forwards towards new horizons that he has not yet<br>acknowledged and that he can only meet if he leaves the previous ones behind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Thus, the two paintings become strangely moving. They evoke feelings of sorrow<br>and constraint. Constraint, because the observer meets his own lack of freedom and<br>confinement within himself. And sorrow for the lost naturalness that he failed to<br>become a part of and that he thus loses as he is driven out of paradise again and<br>again. He also feels sorry for that which he must constantly leave behind in the<br>eternal \u201chistoric\u201d reflectionary movement in and around himself. However, Out of the<br>flat landscape also evokes a sense of freedom. The movement described also<br>involves a departure from the boundaries referred to by the horizon, which threaten<br>to limit and confine us \u2013 in stagnation and thus ultimately in death that lurks in the<br>neutral vanishing point of the painting. In Bent Hedeby S\u00f8rensen\u2019s paintings, the<br>frozen and abandoned \u201dnature morte\u201d is certainly being resurrected.<br>IV.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The constrained observer, bound to wander around forever, always moving on, will<br>still meet himself when travelling Through inhabited areas. In this room he is<br>confronted by frozen snapshots of static surroundings contemplated by a subject in<br>motion. These are, however, snapshots of cultural landscapes that he is not working<br>his way out of, but just passing by.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He is, as appears from the swift brush strokes, the modern traveller who has passed<br>the place in question in the exact same moment as we see it. The passenger, who<br>continuously leaves time and place, thus assigning these factors a certain flightiness,<br>and who only takes with him superficial snatches of memory behind which you will<br>have to make do with sensing a not quite transparent reality.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Such paintings show \u2013 by placing a distance to the photographic source<br>\u2013 that this is not a realistic photograph of reality, but rather paintings that accentuate<br>certain traits of reality, thus evoking a specific, not just physical reality. An observer<br>appears who is affected by and doomed to live a life in an intoxicating freedom at<br>high speed, but who is also threatened by a sense of melancholy as he is always<br>leaving the world before it makes sense, thus threatening to fall apart and fall into<br>decay; a world made of lost and dead things. He is separated from them and must be<br>content with watching from a distance. Thus, proximity and remoteness may both<br>threaten to become remoteness.<br>V.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Bent Hedeby S\u00f8rensen previously depicted nature, buildings and even towns as<br>landscapes, yet with Outskirts the sea finally appears as an expanse and as scenery.<br>Thus, we move not only to the outskirts of the known landscape, but also to the edge<br>of the landscape category. The sea appears as a motive that is difficult to capture<br>and contain \u2013 and threatening to break out of its borders.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">A faintly lit night replaces the clear day from Out of the flat landscape.<br>Were we at that time able to leave the tumult of the proximity to find peace and<br>affinity in the distant horizon\u2019s clear contours, we now lose ourselves through the<br>corresponding movement here in the unclear contours of remoteness. Only proximity<br>is clear. A halted, contemplative observer now replaces the traveller who went<br>Through inhabited areas. He is looking at a scene that appears to be far more dark<br>and brooding.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The observer seems to be remembering how he himself is on the edge<br>of nature and that he is not able to move into it without being in danger of losing<br>himself and being destroyed. With Outskirts this beautiful landscape \u2013 which we are<br>able to imagine belonging in \u2013 seems to move in the direction of the sublime,<br>towards a representation of a nature which it is difficult for human acknowledgement<br>to contain and which is threatening to humanness. The meeting with a naturalness of<br>this kind gives us the tragic experience that human existence is hubris, a violation of<br>the basic laws of life. As a result, it has this ephemeral character, is doomed to only<br>last for a short time, to be destroyed only to be replaced by other natural creatures.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Such an experience is a bleak encounter with our prevailing death.<br>However, it is also an experience that sets us free from the confinement of our own<br>limited world. In the gloomy waves of the sea we not only find a dismal atmosphere,<br>but also a movement from which the world is constantly resurrecting and to which we<br>may surrender and by which we may let ourselves be surrounded. And by which we<br>may be moved.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Beyond the flat landscape Sverre Raffns\u00f8e \u2013 Professor of philosophy at the Copenhagen Business School Regarding Bent Hedeby S\u00f8rensen\u2019s exhibition at Sophienholm, Lyngby,CopenhagenI. Our eyes are drawn into the flat landscape. Along the smooth rails never-endingtowards the horizon, allowing us to leave the near, distorted elusiveness of the fishperspective to find peace in the clear-cut, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"cybocfi_hide_featured_image":"","spay_email":"","_vp_format_video_url":"","_vp_image_focal_point":[],"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-178","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry","missing-thumbnail"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/benthedeby.dk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/178","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/benthedeby.dk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/benthedeby.dk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/benthedeby.dk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/benthedeby.dk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=178"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/benthedeby.dk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/178\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":179,"href":"https:\/\/benthedeby.dk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/178\/revisions\/179"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/benthedeby.dk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=178"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}