Sunday, October 12, 2008

how i am seeing autumn.

The amount of techniques that you can employ to disrupt or break up a visual field are immense. These images have a deep resonance within me since I have viewed them in every stage of my life since I was born. They have remained the same but have changed at the same time throughout the years. Both paintings were done by a family friend of mine from Poland. The first one is akin to seeing the outside world from 'inside' a screen or a electronic device (notice the pixelation) The second one is an exploding tree. Each cell or pixel is made up from the entirety of the image itself. The shading of each cell is what creates the illusion of it being 'whole'.
These two pieces carry me to a mysterious and nostalgic place. This is what autumn is to me. [Self similarity and generation loss]



Friday, October 10, 2008

goodbye blue autumn.

It would be most ideal if people would feel my effects rather than experience me directly. The ego is removed from the vehicle and dispersed through the intent of where the vehicle is going and will ultimately arrive.

Go to google earth. Zoomed out, you can see the clear distinction of land and coastline. The further you zoom, the less distinction can be made from land to coastline. You go until you can no longer tell where water blends into land. This same principle works for our distinction between day and night. Where does day end and night really begin? The transformation is infinitely gradual. We know the two states exist, but what is in between those states and how to define them is the interesting mystery. The realm of human perception is extremely limited. This is what idealism evolved out of. We have no choice but to settle for a clearly defined black or white because we can't fathom the gray areas.
this darkness
despair
anger
discontent

like a fire burning inside
what is it all for?

i want to throw fire
i want to burn the frustration
to the ground

moods don't ask our permission
to come to be

not unhappy,
just trying to get outside of the brackets
in this happiness equation

cold.

my mood
changes directions
with the wind

right now
the north knows
no sympathy

i will strangle
my ego
to set myself straight