MUTED SNAKE, lastlight around Winter Solstice, view East

MUTED SNAKE, lastlight around Winter Solstice, view East [ click photo for next . . . ]
On the road in the American Northwest.







CRISIS OF MEANING & THE BELL OF TRUTH

We shape the world and the world shapes us.

When the deeper, underlying metaphysics of a classic work
no longer seem acceptable to us, all we are left with then is but
its brilliance of surface execution. And even this surface brilliance
necessarily begins to lose its shine, for we, as we read or perform,
must collude with ourselves and each other, playing false by
growing a kind of hardened scar tissue around the open wounds
of contradiction. Even the purely metaphorical descent into the
torture of a sinner's hell, or the metaphorical crucifixion of a savior,
may no longer, as the telling expression has it, ring true. As the
anachronistic, ugly, images accrue, the cracks in the bell lead to
a loss of resonance, a loss of meaning or energy, that even true
believers can no longer deny.


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Featured gallery, 100 MINIATURES, a set of 100 black & white photographs. ONE image. ONE idea. ONE new way of looking . . .
100 MINIATURES—online gallery

Each miniature is a kind of meditation on one idea & one image;
Each lasts 30 seconds; They play in random order;
The music is my BOREA Mix,
for hand-played ePecussion Orchestra.
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