This is an eloquent capturing of the inadequacy of analytical schema when it comes to actual experience. It makes me think of so many pieces of music in which the composer or analysts who wrote about them devised quite rigorous academic ways of articulating how the music was structured. But analysis can only go so far. In nature, the actual flower doesn’t measure up to the model; and in art, the model does not quite measure up to the experience.
Thank you for your own eloquent comment! As I was writing this, I had sonata form in mind. If there was ever a "perfect" sonata, it would have been predictable to the point of boredom--it's where the composer pushes against, or expands, or otherwise varies the form where the interest and abundance comes in.
This is an eloquent capturing of the inadequacy of analytical schema when it comes to actual experience. It makes me think of so many pieces of music in which the composer or analysts who wrote about them devised quite rigorous academic ways of articulating how the music was structured. But analysis can only go so far. In nature, the actual flower doesn’t measure up to the model; and in art, the model does not quite measure up to the experience.
Thank you for your own eloquent comment! As I was writing this, I had sonata form in mind. If there was ever a "perfect" sonata, it would have been predictable to the point of boredom--it's where the composer pushes against, or expands, or otherwise varies the form where the interest and abundance comes in.