January 15, 2006
This and that of a Sunday Morn
Just some shots I've taken in the past few days. First, a flower-- single, from a dehydrated hydrangea, persistant iin a veritable field of triangles.
Anyone who hangs around here much knows about the Big Baby's penchant for the flower foto.
I am sorry to say, The Big Baby, in need of soothing, has arisen once again for examination, due to disturbance in her manifestations. What else is new. I'm looking at split off parts of myself, of necessity.
Then, as I was checking to see who dropped by yesterday, I came upon this bit of wisdom . (excuse the photo, it's illustrative, but the exposure is the result of my primitive skills at the time -- I still underexpose, but usually I have the good sense not to publish.) Sometimes, I am impressed by what I think. I am even more impressed by my ability to forget what I thought..
Luck! My landpeople must have unearthed this horseshoe from their beautiful garden and mounted it recently. Luck! This morning I came upon a snippet in the December 11, 2005 New York Times Book Review, in an article by Barry Gewen entitled "The State of the Art", and I quote:
"Harold Rosenberg had said that art was 'a space open for the individual to realize himself in knowing himself'. Today after decades of narcissistic and exhibitionistic spectacles, when it's possible to grasp the limits of Rosenberg's libertarian ethos, we can see that he should have said art was not only a space for the individual to realize himself in knowing himself, but also a space to enable others to know themselves, as well as a space to evoke the bonds that exist between artist and spectator in their common self-awareness, which is to say in their common humanity. It's a definition that understands art is necessarily a social interaction, communication between people, dialogue, not merely the unfettered expression of the boundless ego as has been the case with so much work over the past few decades". Well, I'll give it the old college try, if you will.
And finally, what do you suppose this means. "The seeds are back!", so enthusiastically arched over reflections of a synagogue (the humped building in the foreground) and Lowell House, at Harvard, not to be mistaken for a Christian church, in spite of it's bell tower. Intellectual understanding of the Hebrew Alphabet, as it is a key to understanding the structure of cosmic energy? And then there's that little blue triangle, on high, with the phone in it. Adorable.
Photo notes: Dispersed throughout.
Posted by Dakota at January 15, 2006 07:51 AM