Friday

The general atomic journey

In love with and whole heartedly relate to this explosive stream of consciousness awakening
written by Frida Kahlo in her diary.
These are stills from a 'geometric drawing' animation inspired by her words.

No one is more than a function-or part of a total function.
Life goes by, and sets paths, which are not traveled in vain.
But no one can stop 'freely' to play by the wayside, because they will delay or upset the general atomic journey.
From this comes discontent. From this comes despair and unhappiness.
We all would like to be the sum total and not one of the numerical elements.
Changes and struggles disconcert us, terrify us, because they are constant and certain.
We search for calm and 'peace' because we foresee the death that we die every second.
Opposites unite and nothing new or arhythmic is discovered.
We take refuge in, we take flight into irrationality, magic, abnormality, in fear of the extraordinary beauty of the truth of matter and dialectics, of whatever is healthy and strong-we like being sick to protect ourselves.
Someone - Something-always protects us from the truth - Our own ignorance and fear.
Fear of everything - fear of knowing that we are no more than vectors direction, construction and destruction
To be alive, and to feel the anguish of waiting for the next moment and of taking part in the complex current affairs not knowing that we are headed towards ourselves, through millions of stone beings -
of bird beings - of star beings - of microbe beings - of fountain beings toward ourselves -
variety of the one, incapable of escaping to the two - to the three - to the usual - to the return to the one.
Yet not the sum (sometimes called God sometimes freedom sometimes love)
NO! We are hatred - love - mother - child - plant - earth - light - ray - as usual
World bringer of Worlds!
Universes and cell Universes!


Wednesday

Silver Sliver

The new millennial upstart
Unabashed intersections
 Flying high on where to draw the line
Fish diamond silver gills and strings of glassy egg sacks
Endless night trains
Viens
Silver on black channels

This is going nowhere
This is going everywhere
This IS Elsewhere

Arrowheads Take Heed

diamonds out of the rough
spectral beams
expanding sheets of sheen
this ones a matrix of confusion
can filling it in draw it back together?
arrowheads take heed to the oncoming missed targets
the bigger picture always hits the bullseye
pink intrusion
fishy torpedo through starry waters

Collaboration with the dead

A random rainy day drive leads me down a random road that ends at a random grave yard


Upon closer look, whilst weaving between gravestones, I notice that the lichens and marble have come to collaborate










Sunday

Soothing Seething

A list of things to do when one is seething with rage and beauty

Leave the city and head to the countryside  with your dog
to hang out with your old friend and her new baby Rose
Sit in partial sun and the partial shade of a chestnut tree
Doing nothing but contemplating the life of bees and buttercups and birds and bats
Negrita...always the sentinel on stand-by
 Paint
your 
 friends
 deck
 grey
 Walk around the remains of dead burnt wood

 Marvel at a JURASSIC size sea snail!
                                                                                                                 Must be at least 100 years old.
 Stand in ice cold river water until your feet go numb to the pain
 Watch a divine creature deal effortlessly with ice cold water and swarms of mosquitoes
Dream of floating naked down river so as to disappear around the next bend
Hack away madly at  stringy, impossible rhubarb, with a dull knife
 Attend
 magnificently
 arranged
yard sales

Make cute baby videos  Poppies, Panting & Rose