“Da Vinci on Form and Limitation” may not be the most compelling title, but stick with me for a moment.

In “The Notebooks of Leonardo Da Vinci,” he wrote,

That which is no part of any body is called nothing. That which has no limitations, has no form.

To be clear, Da Vinci is talking about painting. His somewhat pedantic consideration of points, lines, and forms in painting is part of a discussion of the eye, how we see, and how that must translate to the painting. I wonder, however, if we might apply the concept far beyond the two dimensional world of the canvas and apply it to the vastness of creation it self.

In the opening verses of the book of Genesis in it reads,

1  In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.  2 The earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters (Genesis 1:1-2, ESV).

“Without form and void.” Those are interesting words for sure and all the more in light of what Da Vinci wrote. albeit with a different motive in mind.

Let me just get to the point. Creation as we know it exists only in its limitations. A tree is only a tree because it is constrained by the limitations of what a tree is. A particular species of tree is of that species because it is limited. If a Pine tree presumed to grow leaves like those of an Oak tree, it would no longer be a Pine tree. In the same way a human is a human because they are similarly limited. If we grew antlers and wings we would be strange creatures indeed. These things are obvious enough.

However, if we back up to the prolegma of creation, the time of formlessness and void, daring to apply Da Vinci’s insight, we see nothing. It is nothing because it is not yet limited (arguably there are already some limitations in Genesis 1:1). Being limitless it has immeasurable potential to be something, but in boundless chaos, or so it must appear to us, we have nothing more than the potential of something. It is only by constraining and limiting that potential that we have something. God created the potential for something and then limited it that we might have something.

Now do not presume that I would mean this of God, for God is uncreated thus not subject to the necessity of limited creation. Gog is limitless, without form as a human has form. That is, unless God so chooses to limit Himself as He did in Jesus Christ.

  5 …Jesus,  6 who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped,  7 but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men.  8 And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross (Philippians 2:5-8, ESV).

The form of God but not equal to God. In the form of a servant, in human form. This is the remarkable unlimited God who limited Him self that we might see Him, know Him and be reconciled to Him.

We who exist only in our limitedness can not become equal to God since as created beings we must become nothing if all limitations are cast off. The great lie in the garden that we could be like God is absurd as it is foolish. To presume to leap over that divide is to become nothing (understand that I am not suggesting any sort of nihilism, merely pointing out the absurdity of the presumption).

If there is a point to this whimsical philosophical rambling, it is this. Rejoice in your limitation, for with out it, you would be nothing. To have unlimited potential is to be nothing. While we might push the boundaries of our limits and have certain freedom within those boundaries to the extent that God has permitted, we can no more cease to be who and what we are than a dog who wants to be a cat. Not that any self respecting dog would want that.

PS – This dear Kraus and Dawkin, limitation is why there is something rather than nothing.

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Leonardo Da Vinci, compiled and edited by Jean Paul Richter, The Notebooks of Leonardo Da Vinci, Vol. 1, Gutenberg

 

I was enjoying a pleasant coffee with my wife at local over sized mall while watching figure skaters practicing their art on an ice rink. Some where diamonds in the rough with Olympic dreams. A few perhaps approaching their peak. Most were seemed to be competing against the ominous foe of self.

As I watched skater after skater attempt spinning jumps it became obvious that the fear of falling must be overcome before one can land gracefully in an upright position. It didn’t take an expert eye to see the predictable result of hesitation and doubt. Perhaps some where over thinking, other perhaps just off balance, but when ever there was that momentary hesitation before executing the jump…it must hurt a little landing on your butt on the ice.

The truth is that if you are afraid of falling you can never learn or grow. It doesn’t matter if you are a figure skater, a software engineer, a plumber, a preacher, a teacher…whatever you aspire to be, the road to success is littered with failures. Whether it is buggy software, a leaky pipe, a sleepy sermon, a lesson that flopped, or a jump you landed with the grace of a drunk one legged duck, we all fall down at some point.

Success is not measured by how talented we are, but by how often we get up, learn from our mistakes and boldly try again with the audacious confidence that we can master our chosen art.

As I write this I have a pastel painting on my easel. It was a "quick" work and it shows. The fact that pastel is not my primary medium could be a good excuse for a less than perfect painting. I doubt it will ever be hung on anyone’s wall. That said, I see in it the foundation for an excellent painting, perhaps larger and done in a different medium. Before that happens, I need to do a bit of research and a few sketches to work out some difficult passages and refine the composition. Maybe the next one will be perfect. One thing is for sure, if I don’t try again, I will never know.

Persistence and audacity are the keys to success. Impatience and doubt are the keys to failure.

Those who fall, get up and try again may or may not become Olympians, but those who are unwilling to risk falling will certainly never become Olympians. Success can not be guaranteed, but those who never try have failed already.

 

Watching a documentary on building the Gothic Cathedrals, I was struck by something other than the awe inspiring finished product. Instead I wondered how the stone masons dealt with mistakes made in the past, in the lower layers of stone.

I suppose if a mistake is caught soon enough it can be fixed, but what happens when correcting that ill fitting or imperfectly laid stone would mean tearing down vast sections of arches, buttresses and walls? That got me thinking that perhaps the true craft of the master stone mason is not perfection, but adaptation. No doubt it is the goal of any stone mason to cut and lay each stone perfectly. Yet, no matter how excellent the mason, sooner or later the accumulative effect of even slight imperfections adds up. The completed structure is not a series of perfect stones, but a series of minute corrections.

Life is like that. There is nothing we can do to change what we did yesterday, last year, let alone ten or twenty years ago. Unfortunately, when we discover that things are not quite as we would like in our lives there is a tendency to focus on the “wrongs” of the past. We will spend countless hours fretting and fuming over things that no one can do anything to change. Good or bad, the past is the past. it is what it is.

That doesn’t mean that we turn a blind eye to the past, Like a master mason, we have to be aware of how the past has shaped the present. The focus, however, is not of repairing the past or even less helpful, throwing a temper tantrum over the past. The focus is on what corrective measures need to be taken in the stones laid today and tomorrow. The goal is always to build a strong structure, or in life, a mature healthy person.

When the past consumes us we are a victim of our own making to the events of the past. When we adapt and move forward we make something beautiful of our lives. Tomorrow is full of possibilities for those who accept the past, adapt and move on.

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