Well, not art, exactly. It is through these structures of synapses in compound webs that a forest thinks. Balance is all. Colour too. And look how a random imbalance thrusts the energy […]
Imagine, walking through your mind and finding yourself lying at your feet. There you are, washed over twice daily by the sea and twice by the sky. Western thought would call this […]
If you plant it, they will come. The mid-morning bird gets the worm, but does he fly back to the nest with it, puff, puff, puff? No, he does not. He makes […]
Ásmundar Sveinsson’s Troll Woman is called art, although it is an example of a kind of technical device which allows the eye to think by processing bodily shape in manners native to the eye’s […]
Water is beautiful when it freezes. Over pebbles, far below the freezing point. Splashed with air, right at freezing. Thanks, geese. Holding the sky separate from the sky. Thanks, geese. Bridging an open […]
If we call this wetland, runoff, mud, rot, ditch or swamp, we are talking about a social relationship to it, and not the thing itself. If we call the beautiful surface of […]
Where: Alternator Centre for the Arts Time: 6-8 p.m. Date: Tuesday. This Tuesday. December 5. I hope you can come and take part in a discussion about the visual culture of the […]
Note how the damselfly in the water is tall and full of energy, while the one on the butt of the birch log is weary and weighed down by the weight of […]
The original, 1889. The evolved version, 2017. The darkness is gone. ~ Thanks, mustard.
Old Style Rock Garden. New owners, New Style Rock Garden: You can’t cheat at art.