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“When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put aside childish things.”

As children, we’re fascinated by foreground. We attend The Church of What’s Happening Now. We’re wired up, plugged in. As men, Life turns our attention to the background, to what isn’t there and doesn’t happen. A chance encounter with Japanese art, a rite of initiation, the loss of everything—these can inaugurate the movement, sacralize the turning.