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Contemplation of Beauty

Michael Rennier

Go here to see Part I on the longing created by art

The question in my mind is not whether nostalgia exists in the works of artists such as The Tallest Man On Earth, but rather, what does nostalgia mean? It is both the belief that around the bend of the next gravel road there is a Garden of Eden and the willingness to trod such a path, the inborn compulsion to keep moving until we discover a resting place, a wound of desire that maims us and sends us limping off clutching a hole near the heart, a new Adam in search of his bride. Nostalgia aches for beauty but finds that the beloved is revealed only fleetingly and always retreats as if an unsolveable mystery. Like the dark bird, she disappears with a fell swoop and we are left only with memory and desire.

I’m just a dreamer but I’m hanging on
Though I am nothing big to offer
I watch the birds, how they dive in then gone
It’s like nothing in this world’s ever still

(“The Dreamer”)

The human soul is made to last forever, and yet all around is change and decay. How can we possibly ever be at home here? Don’t settle into a comfortable, unexamined life. It is not silly to feel unsettled or excited about possibility, to step on the car brakes in the hopes that the next small town diner will have the perfect maple sausage, or to challenge yourself in encounters with great art. It is not childish to long for your true home.

Often, nostalgia is dismissed as being secondary to the actual, adult business of life. As such, art is similarly dismissed as an “extra.” Some may appreciate art and some may not, go ahead and take it or leave it as you please but it really has no necessity of its own. This is an incorrect evaluation of the value of art. In fact, art is fundamental to who we are and nostalgia is the sign of the rational soul of a human being. Without it, what are we doing here? Where have our dreams gone? We may be more comfortable leaving the challenge aside and settling in to a steady diet of reality television, bland magazine-curated interior design, and top 40 pop hits, but we are certainly less human for doing so.

Art does not point to an imagined beauty or that which is merely in the eye of the beholder. Rather, it mediates and participates in a very real beauty; this beauty is eternal and living, fairly destroying those who encounter it. This is the true meaning of nostalgia.

In 2002, Josef Cardinal Ratzinger gave a talk entitled “Contemplation of Beauty.” He begins with Plato, explaining,

Plato contemplates the encounter with beauty as the salutary emotional shock that makes man leave his shell and sparks his “enthusiasm” by attracting him to what is other than himself. Man, says Plato, has lost the original perfection that was conceived for him. He is now perennially searching for the healing primitive form. Nostalgia and longing impel him to pursue the quest; beauty prevents him from being content with just daily life. It causes him to suffer.

Nostalgia drives us out of ourselves and sets us to the impossible task of grasping the world just beyond this one. We glimpse just enough of it through art that the search continues, and yet it is always veiled. This hurts. And yet, it is necessary!

st sebastian 2In a Platonic sense, we could say that the arrow of nostalgia pierces man, wounds him and in this way gives him wings, lifts him upwards toward the transcendent.

If Icarus flies too close to the sun and burns his wings, well, that is sometimes the price of dreaming. The pain is a sign of human greatness and, even more, of a great God who is all Beauty. Art creates the thirst to know God more and to love him better. It cannot give all of the answers, for who can explain God? But the encounter is nevertheless genuine. It is God-shaped, beyond words, soul-expanding, and once you experience it you are addicted. Whatever it is that we are longing for remains an enigma, inexpressible, nameless, and yet it is nuptial bliss itself.

Ratzinger cautions that, by praising nostalgia, we are not unhinging from reality and promoting a fantasy,

True knowledge is being struck by the arrow of Beauty that wounds man, moved by reality…

The rationality he has in mind is not based on scientific deduction, but this does not mean that art and nostalgia aren’t reasonable. To limit ourselves to deductions is to limit ourselves to this earthly life, to material objects, and only admit as rational that which can be experimentally repeated. Such a limitation is unreasonable, our experience says as much, as does our ability to love, conjure universal concepts, and appreciate beauty.

to move from here to disdain or to reject the impact produced by the response of the heart in the encounter with beauty as a true form of knowledge would impoverish us and dry up our faith and our theology. We must rediscover this form of knowledge; it is a pressing need of our time.

Benedict at St Peters

Pope Benedict XVI at the high altar in St. Peters

I agree that, if anything will rescue our nostalgia-impoverished society from empty functionality, it will be beauty. It does not make us irrational aesthetes to believe that beauty will save the world. It seems to me that there is a general doubt of truth and goodness afoot today. Truth is relative and goodness contingent, but beauty? Beauty is impossible to efface. Sure, there is lots of ugly art out there but most people seem to intuitively dislike it and, even if our aesthetic sensibilities are malformed, there is still the persistent belief that some things are beautiful and this is desirable.

Ratzinger reminisces on how this has affected him,

For me an unforgettable experience was the Bach concert that Leonard Bernstein conducted in Munich after the sudden death of Karl Richter. I was sitting next to the Lutheran Bishop Hanselmann. When the last note of one of the great Thomas-Kantor-Cantatas triumphantly faded away, we looked at each other spontaneously and right then we said: “Anyone who has heard this, knows that the faith is true.”

This love of beauty is the reason I have hope. Each virtue participates in all of the other virtues, so we know that the longing to seek out beauty eventually becomes a longing to seek out truth and goodness. Cardinal Ratzinger says, “This is the very way in which reason is freed from dullness and made ready to act.” In other words, nostalgia is the most rational activity in which we engage! Exposure to beauty inspires us not only in the realm of aesthetics but also to know truth and goodness. Compared to the challenge of art, any appeal to comfortable distraction is irrational.

 

Okay, there is too much to say and I am getting out of control. Tomorrow, Part III in which comedian Louis CK explains the problem with distraction and we finally discuss where it is towards which nostalgia directs us.

 In the meantime, enjoy this Bach Cantata; rumor has it this is one that Cardinal Ratzinger heard that night. It is okay to feel nostalgic while you do so.

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Michael Rennier

About Michael Rennier

The Rev. Michael Rennier lives in St. Louis with his wife and children. He has an MDiv from Yale Divinity School and is a Catholic priest in the Archdiocese of St. Louis. He is also a regular contributor at Aleteia.

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  1. AvatarDena Hunt says

    August 3, 2015 at 10:59 am

    Michael,
    Thanks for such a reflective essay. So many readable people have written on this subject, so many great minds and great souls–Benedict XVI, for one, von Balthasar, for another; Kieregaard seems an inferior inclusion whereas he wouldn’t, likely, shared he less luminous company.
    I followed you comfortably in this Part II, but felt some discomfort kin to that which I felt in the Dark Bird first part. Why? It’s in your title: “On the longing created by art.” And there’s our divergence. Art did not create the longing; rather, the longing created the art.
    Also, I think our view of time, of now, of memory, may be different. Your son does not remember when he was three, he is still three–and now more in addition to that. Nothing is ever lost. We misunderstand memory because we think in terms of possession, an unfortunate side effect of our materialistic worldview, which we skew into “nostalgia,” and talk about “ghosts,” as though things and persons known and loved had died.

    Your rumination is interesting and appreciated. And maybe it’s my age (73) that makes me differ with you, or you with me about art as effect and not cause, the nature of memory, and the artificial construct of time.
    This topic is a part of the theme of a novel currently under construction, The Last Beatitude.

    • Michael RennierMichael Rennier says

      August 3, 2015 at 11:28 am

      Dena, thank you for reading and for your thoughtful reply. I agree that Benedict XVI is the brightest light in the intellectual firmament! I also agree with the way in which you point out that the longing creates art. I would say it is both/and. Your comment is a good addition to point out what I under-emphasized.

      I had never thought of this, “he is still three–and now more in addition to that. Nothing is ever lost.” Lovely way to think about it! However, it seems to me that, for now, it is “past” and only in beatitude will we truly experience it again. For me, this is the nostalgia.

  2. AvatarDena Hunt says

    August 3, 2015 at 12:55 pm

    Thank you, Michael. Hope I live long enough to finish this novel.

  3. BernardoBernardo says

    August 3, 2015 at 8:33 pm

    This is lovely Michael. Dena, I also really appreciate your thoughts. It’s definitely a two-way street. For me it was The Lord of the Rings that woke me up, in high school, the fact that there existed this longing within me. I never recovered, and I’m glad for that.

  4. AvatarMC says

    August 4, 2015 at 8:43 am

    I’m very happy to see this topic and reality receive such a treatment. So, thank you. One question/point: “nostalgia,” with its connection to “nostos,” homecoming, seems to have something “directional” to it. It seems to point back to a home that we will, on some undefined though vaguely known day, be re-united with.

    So while reading your posts, I certainly appreciate the notion of the piercing of nostalgia, and Benedict writes beautifully of this, but what would you say of this “directional” re-orienting effect of nostalgia? (Of course, this is what provides for nostalgia’s ability to trap one in the past, or perhaps metastasize into some form of utopianism.)

    I’m not sure of my own clarity here. Nonetheless, I’ll look forward to your thoughts.

    • Michael RennierMichael Rennier says

      August 4, 2015 at 10:57 am

      MC,
      It seems to me that when we are talking about “Nostalgia” we are also talking about “Eros”, the desire of love. Plato (as taught by Diotima in the Symposium) talks about how beauty creates Eros, which puts us on a sort of ladder towards true Beauty. We also know that transcendentals participate in each other (ie Love, Beauty, Being), so, yes, I would say that, through nostalgia, we long for a homecoming, to find Beauty and thus to find Being. As a Catholic, I would argue that through nostalgia we are set on this ladder that brings us ever closer to God who is Beauty, Being, and Love. As we come closer to Him who is our true home we also come home to ourselves and the world around us.

      • AvatarMC says

        August 5, 2015 at 8:56 am

        This is well put, Michael.

        There are so many ways one can go when considering this phenomenon. But to pick one, regarding your last sentence–“As we come closer to Him who is our true home we also come home to ourselves and the world around us”–does nostalgia and that which it compels us toward make us home in the world around us? It seems to me like it does something very different, making us dissatisfied, eliciting longing and a sense of wayfaring. Unless, though, conversely, we can speak of some nostalgic piercing giving us some sense of Edenic peace or paradisiacal uplifting.

        Not that I’d suggest some antagonistic relationship with Creation, but that nostalgic experience seems to elicit that very groaning of Creation, so that we enter into the longing of the Cosmos for renewal and transformation.

        • AvatarDena Hunt says

          August 5, 2015 at 10:20 am

          I agree with you, MC. Rather, more accurately, I should say that your experience is that of C.S. Lewis, in his spiritual biography, where, unsurprisingly, it’s so eloquently articulated.
          It is part of contemporary ecclesial culture to focus on our immersion in the world–social justice, relationships, etc.–though that has not always been so. In fact, that focus is quite modern and one suspects that it’s a consequence of unrecognized competition with secular values. Whatever its cause, it runs contrary to experiential knowledge and to what we know of the lives of the saints:
          Personal religious experience is perhaps the most private of all human phenomena, shared only with Him, whatever modern culture may say, either in the Church or in the world. It is transformational and enables us to look at the world with love–His love, not our own, thereby enabling that “detachment” which the world does not understand. We are thereafter incapable of perceiving without that love, but we are also thereafter unable to live without the longing for reunion, that “groaning” of which you speak.

        • Michael RennierMichael Rennier says

          August 5, 2015 at 10:31 am

          MC,
          I find Cardinal Ratzinger’s description of lover and beloved to be helpful. The more I find myself in love with her the more I desire to know about her, and the more I desire to know about her the more I find myself in love with her. Nostalgia wounds but is the wound of love, ever bringing us closer to the beloved but also intensifying the desire. There is no upper limit.

          I do believe that we “come home” to Creation through this process as well, for creation is God-shaped and sanctified by the Incarnation. You are right to note that God is transforming us. This is to say, we are not effecting an escape.
          Thanks for the continuing discussion.
          Michael

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