White space on a page – or in a magazine ad, or on the painter’s canvas – is a space to be filled or covered, or left vacant.
Sometimes we wonder what has been there, in that space – or we might be oblivious to it.
On the other hand, the blank space signifies the opportunity to fill it, opening to splash ink or paint where emptiness was.
Maybe it’s a bit like people. Some are animated, bodacious, and more than fill any space they occupy – while others sneak over to the corners, hiding from the spotlight, avoiding that valuable space – leaving it for others.
And sometimes white space is like an open unspoiled landscape, best left vacant – because that is the best use of that area.
White space is,
like an empty sky,
waiting for clouds.
White space is not the same as a blank page. Though it looks the same, it isn’t.
The blank page, like a canvas, invites and awaits our thoughts.
Empty space represents room to think, to breathe, to move between places or people or things. Empty space illustrates so nicely that the right amount of space – like a long pause in a speech – is where we breathe between ideas.
Empty space is a pause – as between this space and that space – it’s empty, leaves not a trace, but often delivers plenty of punch.
Agreed that some things from the sixties should be left behind, probably as with all decades. I think of the start of our pursuit of freedom, even if we seem to have lost our way, and the start of and majority of the best music of all time. LH, Lethbridge, AB