Every work of art or science, however large or small, consists in catching the wave just right, and following it all the way down the line, for as long as possible, riding the crest, surfing, until we come to the inevitable final fall. If inspiration is in short supply, we fall straight away, or don’t get moving in the first place; but a masterpiece travels fast, moving but immobile, in a long horizontal plane, just slightly off-balance, on invisible lines of force that are etched imperceptibly on the wall of water …
What flux or current is it that draws out or follows a successfully musical score and provides it with continued uplift? The delicate, fine tuning of the surfboard to the curling wave is what enable the surf artist to maintain his equilibrium and surf on it, and to follow the flux.
