Syria’s Blood Soaked Walls
Probably like most people, the desperate situation in Syria that has been going on for several years sickens me. I am so disgusted with the politicians playing with innocent peoples lives. But is there hope?
I love this song and video by Maher Zain. It’s filled with powerful images and allegory. Enjoy. Will love prevail through you and me?
* if you purchase this song from iTunes – all proceeds go to Syrian humanitarian relief work. Help The Syrian People: http://humanappeal.org.uk
Do you masticate?
Or, do you just eat?
Mastication is one of those words that I absolutely L-O-V-E. What is it? Well if you don’t know mastication is the act of chewing food, gum, or whatever you decide to put in your mouth (be careful now). To me “eat” just seems so common and bland like something one does out of habit. It is what you do at McDonalds. But “mastication” is filled with glamour. It’s how your mouth romances the food you put into it. It’s the tease and tickle of the taste buds on your tongue it releases flavors and smells of great food for a multi-sensory sensation. It’s what you do when enjoying fine dining.
Of course you still gotta be really careful what you eat. If you eat lots of leafy greens and vegetables you won’t have to suffer this next song.
“I feel alright….yeaaahhh” LOL 🙂
Little did I know in 2012 – when I took this photo of some graffiti on a wall – how relevant it would be only 5 years later in T-rumpworld – where borders are being shuttered and talk of walls being built. East Vs. West and North Vs. South. The McCarthy era has returned with a vengeance – where suspicion breeds fear and hatred.
I look forward to when walls come down and borders are opened – it will happen eventually no matter how hard you fight it – history has ALWAYS proven that walls come down… so why bother to build? Couldn’t better things be done with the money?
…or, how to start your day serious and end with a smile…. 😉 Have a GREAT weekend everyone.
David Sylvian & Robert Fripp – GOD’S MONKEY
Pixies – MONKEY GONE TO HEAVEN
Lancelot Link & The Evolution Revolution – EVOLUTION REVOLUTION
Field For Swallows Play
Where have all the swallows gone?
ghosts of freedom
of grace and dignity
gone gone gone
hiding in dark shelters
waiting for the noisy,
angry hunter to leave
fire burns the fields
arrogance tears down shelters
bringer of death
the enslaver comes with a mocking grin
noisily waving a flag
One of my favorite abstract artists is Cy Twombly – especially his “scratch” or “scribble” works, like the “Blackboard Series” with the notions of automatic writing, action, movement, simplicity, emotion and passion and how these all work together as a joyous expression of life and identity.
Where I found this artwork: Last Summer I decided to visit the Cleveland Zoo. I was hoping to get some nice pictures of animals but just like me trying to photograph people – my camera just said “no” to animals (mostly because the animals looked bored, unhappy or sickly – so JUST SAY NO to ZOOS! There has to be a better way to learn about exotic animals). Okay so enough about my newly developed political viewpoint toward zoos.
Now, onto the main topic of this post. I did find a couple of other cool things on the zoo grounds. One thing was this blackboard outside the Ape Exhibit where visitors (animal or human) could take a piece of chalk and write, draw or mark up what ever they felt like.
ODE 2 CY TWOMBLY 1
ODE 2 CY TWOMBLY 2
I like both presentations of this work and even if they are the exact image the processing completely changes it and I think they are very complimentary side by side and in the spirit of Cy Twombly’s work – which is why I titled them “ODE TO CY TWOMBLY”. I hope you enjoy.
For the music part of this post I decided to include one of my new finds that I dearly enjoy. The composer is Canadian born Mark Templeton. He composes experimental/abstract/noise/glitchy/ambient music. I hope you like this selection, “Pattern For A Pillow” which is from his 2007 recording STANDING ON A HUMMINGBIRD.
For more on Mark Templeton you can check out his website at http://www.fieldsawake.com
There is always a price to pay. It doesn’t matter when you pay – whether you pay admission or pay upon exit. You’re gonna spend spend spend ’til the money’s all gone and you’re way down in the hole.
When I was young I learned how to fly.
Now that I’m old I’m learning how to land.
It isn’t always easy.
I get frustrated.
Sometimes I crash and burn.
I still need practice.
Landing The Hard Way
God Is An Astronaut – Fragile
I sometimes wonder if we are not under some mass delusion that good health is normal.
All around us, the world is in decay. In fact the human body is in decay the moment it is born. It only lasts as long as it does through maintenance – proper eating, hygiene, exercise etc. But ultimately it will become diseased and die. Disease is lives up to its name because it can be so damned uncomfortable but that doesn’t mean there’s anything wrong with it – that’s just the nature of the beast. Disease is the norm. Bacteria and virus live with us 24 hrs a day, 7 days of the week and 365 days of the year. There is not a single second that we go without. Even after you shower there are still bacteria on your skin. It is impossible to be “clean”. Yet we delude ourselves constantly.
There is also mental and emotional states of decay. We just now give them fancy clinical names that give us the delusion that we can control and eliminate them. But any controls are only temporary. In the end they always come back and the mind itself dies.
Maybe that’s what spooked the horses. We just need to “deal with it”.
Zoviet*France – Something Spooked The Horses
The search for extra-terrestrial intelligence
Looking outward, beginning within
Proofs through the night
Found in the hidden shadows of planetary life
We look to where the proof is directed
Not from where it is rooted
within the dirt
Let the revelation begin
Let it end where it began
The search for extra-terrestrial life completed