We are born in a given moment, in a given place and, like vintage wine, we have the qualities of the year and of the season of which we are born. Carl Jung
This quote came through for an order the other day. A print for someone’s birth sky. I’ve been looking for this quote for a while. I think I first came across it when I was reading Man and His Symbols. That’s the book every college student (in the Fine Arts at least… ok, probably not Engineering) was reading in the 60s and 70s. That, and Campbell’s Hero With a Thousand Faces. I mentioned Jung in our brief text concerning the birthday night sky print, and I’ve always wanted the exact reference. I wonder about the guy getting this print, if he’s really of the ‘age’ he was born. As I recall, he was born in 1964. So, 46 this year. That’s really about the time we settle comfortably into who we are.
That’s the fun and strange part of my job, thinking about you all. What moments are you remembering? These quotes. Our night sky prints with these quotes. How are they meaningful, clever, fun or touching? To whom? And all the walls where the prints hang, the homes, the lives. Who reads them… maybe pausing, pondering, drink in hand, at some kind of party, somewhere. Nebraska? California? what are they thinking, what are they saying as they turn to the person next to them?