07/28/2026
This weekend I wandered through the Menil Drawing Institute with friends, and among other sights, we spent some time with Gladys Nilsson's enormous drawing.
The Menil doesn't encourage a lot of photography, which turned out to be a gift. There wasn't much temptation to collect the experience. We just had to...have it.
The drawing doesn't sit still.
Every time I thought I had figured out what I was looking at, another little revelation appeared somewhere else. A hand echoed another hand. A face appeared out of nowhere. Figures folded into one another until I couldn't quite tell where one story ended and another began. Skin became a shirt. Funnily enough, one figure touching the leg of the large central figure made me think about the scene in The Piano where Harvey Keitel's character touches the skin on Holly Hunter's character's leg. You could almost feel the history in the work—the drawing, erasing, laughing, remembering, and beginning again—still humming inside the marks.
I think we forget how attention works. Attention. Attentiveness. Seeing. You can't rush it. Attention has its own timetable. The longer you stay with something, the more life begins to rise to the surface.
For me, sometimes that's standing in front of a drawing. For someone else, it might be watching a soccer game, sitting on a fishing pier, pulling weeds in the garden, walking through the woods, or shaping clay with both hands.
The place almost doesn't matter.
It's the decision to linger.
The world is loud. It throws monstrosities at us every hour of every day. It practically begs us to believe that's all there is.
But I've become convinced that the guardians don't shout.
They wait.
They wait in drawings. In birds. In conversations with old friends. In strange little coincidences. In the stories we tell ourselves after we've finally slowed down enough to notice them.
So today, if you can, carve out twenty minutes that belong to no one else. Go look at something.
Not to accomplish anything. Not to become more productive. Just because the world is still full of ordinary wonders quietly waiting for someone to notice.
And yes...
The world is full of monstrosities.
But it's also full of wondrous guardians.
And before you go to bed tonight, check out the video interview with Gladys Nilsson on the Menil website.