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In 1936, in the midst of an unrelenting workload and the near-demise of his
marriage, legendary landscape photographer Ansel Adams suffered a nervous
breakdown. After a stay in hospital, desperately in need of escape, Adams
then returned with his family to the one place where he could find solace:
Yosemite, California.
Some months later, as his health returned, he wrote the following beautiful
letter to his best friend, Cedric Wright.
(Source: Letters of a Nation; Image: Ansel Adams in Yosemite, California, c.
1942, courtesy of ck/ck.)
June 19, 1937
Dear Cedric,
A strange thing happened to me today. I saw a big thundercloud move down
over Half Dome, and it was so big and clear and brilliant that it made me
see many things that were drifting around inside of me; things that related
to those who are loved and those who are real friends.
For the first time I know what love is; what friends are; and what art
should be.
Love is a seeking for a way of life; the way that cannot be followed alone;
the resonance of all spiritual and physical things. Children are not only of
flesh and blood — children may be ideas, thoughts, emotions. The person of
the one who is loved is a form composed of a myriad mirrors reflecting and
illuminating the powers and thoughts and the emotions that are within you,
and flashing another kind of light from within. No words or deeds may
encompass it.
Friendship is another form of love — more passive perhaps, but full of the
transmitting and acceptance of things like thunderclouds and grass and the
clean granite of reality.
Art is both love and friendship, and understanding; the desire to give. It
is not charity, which is the giving of Things, it is more than kindness
which is the giving of self. It is both the taking and giving of beauty, the
turning out to the light the inner folds of the awareness of the spirit. It
is the recreation on another plane of the realities of the world; the
tragic and wonderful realities of earth and men, and of all the inter-
relations of these.
I wish the thundercloud had moved up over Tahoe and let loose on you; I
could wish you nothing finer.
Ansel | Y*****2
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: In 1936, in the midst of an unrelenting workload and the near-demise of his
: marriage, legendary landscape photographer Ansel Adams suffered a nervous
: breakdown. After a stay in hospital, desperately in need of escape, Adams
: then returned with his family to the one place where he could find solace:
: Yosemite, California.
: Some months later, as his health returned, he wrote the following beautiful
: letter to his best friend, Cedric Wright.
: (Source: Letters of a Nation; Image: Ansel Adams in Yosemite, California, c.
: 1942, courtesy of ck/ck.)
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