Hello Rob!

Rick writing ~~

I thought that to send something to you for Christmas it would have to be very special.

I love to paint and draw. I thought I would send you a painting done especially for you. I painted it in November, using tempera on antique cardboard. The title is "Portrait of a Green, White and Blue Being" (it may be from the sea, or from some other World). The feeling and meaning of it are related to beauty, harmony, peace, health, and lots of life, well being and happiness. I like it. It is 9-by-12 inches.

I made it just for you; there is no other. I hope you and your wife and sons like it! You will receive the original any day in the mail.

Merry Christmas!
December 2006

Rick,
Buenos Aires, Argentina



Portrait of a Green, White and Blue Being





WHAT IS A FAN?


I have not investigated this, but what I know and feel may be good.

Someone who is in some way too lonely and sad, more than is healthy. Who has not found out how to solve this constant suffering. Discovers a face, a smile, a warm, friendly look in the eyes of a stranger (see picture). Maybe just a photograph. Maybe on TV, or in a movie. Feels this person can cure this ache.

The perfect friend.

Someone that can be loved without regret. Who seems totally good, peaceful, kind. Some of the photos look mean, cynical, dumb, dirty. These are forgotten. Other photos are just impossibly perfect. These are looked at very often.

Looking at them, many things awaken: ideas of meeting that person and becoming very good friends (not knowing too well what that is), the idea of becoming like that person in some ways.

The most positive and good thing which can probably happen is that the admired one really does have qualities, and so is proof that those qualities are possible in a human being. On this basis, the fan can accept that, being also a human, those qualities are not impossible, maybe they are just undeveloped. And they may then develop and help to go beyond being too sad and lonely.

I guess this is the most one can expect, but then . . . sometimes dreams come true. If they are good dreams. A character in a Stephen King novel said:

"Fan love is the purest love there is."

Rick,
Buenos Aires





This photograph shows all that is refined, peaceful, good, and intelligent. Someone anybody would like to meet and know. Also slightly sad, one wants to help him be happy, he deserves it. But then, maybe he is just a bit tired and hungry.

Every detail in this image is like a work of art, fragile and perfect, a kind of miracle, the soft smile in eyes and mouth, the lock of hair below the ear, the pure, clear shapes of chin and nose. The fading flowers and shrubs, the pale sky, even the lovely sweater and the sunglasses reflecting the sky. One would be careful not to shout nor hurry so as not to disturb all this.

There is life in this photo, he seems to move, as if in an instant he will turn towards you and speak to you, his voice will be caring and firm, his words wise and poetic. His gaze powerful but gentle.

He seems something out of ancient myth and legend. Maybe supernatural. Seeming too good to be true, but real. So far away, but near. The face and expression one has seen in ages-old statues of gods, heroes, princes and saints, they are now alive, timeless, an ancient baby.

We are lucky to have such a being with us. And he shows us how good a human can be, and so encourages us to be our best.

It is much more than just looks or external appearance. Good looks such as Rob’s are the visible result of an inner, non-material, spiritual, harmony, health, truth, and greatness in which there is a natural humility, purity and innocence.

And as Jiddu Krishnamurti says:

Love cleanses the mind. In understanding what beauty is we shall know love for the understanding of beauty is the peace of the heart.

Although no words are enough or adequate, I would say that, at least in this photograph, he is perfectly, desperately, infinitely, absolutely, impossibly, supernaturally beautiful. To make believe this is not so, or deny or ignore or hide it, is absurd. There is nothing anyone can do about it. It is so real, so overwhelming. It puts you face to face with the real, with human life and the world, there can be no nonsense, and so you have to admit that there is sacredness in humanity and in love, which is far beyond and above sex and eroticism. In love is all that is wonderful, luminous, clear, intelligent. It might seem blinding, yet lets one see so much! It stirs one’s depths, it is unquieting, you have to do something great.

But even though all this is so, he is so evidently human, vulnerable. He can be, or has been, harmed by cigar smoke, alcohol and worse, and he might fall, or has fallen at times, prey to vulgarity and idiocy. This makes one sad.

I wish I could somehow help. I know unasked-for help is hated by many, but Rob doesn’t seem much of a hater. Maybe this is beyond my depth (which is huge) and I have no right to get into all this.

But I allow myself to suggest something that can free anyone from those harmful things: seek actively the vital missing ingredient of modern existence: real contact with the sacredness of nature. Dawn at a deserted seaside. Or alone with a real Indian guide in Grand Canyon. That sort of thing. Quietly, beyond mass tourism.

My best wishes.






In this photo, Rob shines with perfect happiness, serenity, goodness, innocence, health, friendliness, satisfaction, total peace, harmlessness, and purity.

Just by looking at it, these same things awaken in one and become active.

I have never seen a photo like this. Surely there is in Rob something completely beyond the ordinary. Rob is certainly much more than an actor, an entertainer or nice looks.

Just by being like he is, he heals and purifies, makes things right inside others. I feel he is as a human ought to be.

Thank you for making this photo available.

Rick








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