So I got to thinking recently.....I'm sure you have all discovered this is a dangerous pool for me to swim in......and I have this tendency to link... 2 Comments
So recently one of my old posts got ressurrected and tossed around :
http://noblepagan.com/wicca-86/sacred_space_your_altar-2776/
It was a... 7 Comments
Okay so here I am a practioner of Wicca for 17 years. A lot of you already know that though. This does NOT mean that I am the most Wiccany or Witchy... 9 Comments
After sharing The Spiritual Component of Autism (Pantheon) and reading the discussions that followed, I got to thinking about how medication effects... 4 Comments
............this piece of art?
Does it make you think? Repulse you? Inspire you? Make you think?
How do you feel about it?
What do you think the artist was feeling when they created it?
*nosey nosey nosey*
I would say both thoughful and wistful. Looking at pieces of me is what I would say had I need to give a title to it. Pieces of itself....there lies what makes one stand among men...and yet...here I sit pondering the insurmountable time changes and shifts that tickle my steps to collect those who will someday sit where I am .....sort of first thought
just my interpetation here: well first what i see as a whole is an interpretative image, or rather an image thats ment to be interpreted. theres no explanitive typography or captions. thus its like showing a new color and waiting to see what they call it. what i see as a center point is a skeleton with a scythe, i'd call him... (stop! major self thought point: why do i call it a him? skeletons have no genitalia, no specific features to say one sex or another... i suppose i could start counting ribs... nah. its more interesting not to intellectualize my experiences) grim reaper without a robe - kinda suggesting this is something he does when he's not on the job. the the focal point is the feminine face, with nothing but a spine attacted and attached to the spine seems to be a jewel. to me this speaks of lots of imagery and mushing it together, kinda like taking things we are familiar with abstracting them and sticking them back together. heres what i get out of it (put hastily so i can go to bed): the reaper here ponders something familiar, but yet this familiar thing is stripped down to some what of a bare minimum, with something of seaming value at the base or root. almost as if the artist was encouraging the viewer to do the same - to stop and question what is really the nature of what we find familiar... which is not so much questioning what we observe but rather questioning ourselves AS we observe. i see this and slowly start to ponder what the skeleton pictured there thinks... but since that is unknowable it seems logical that someone wanted me to think on what i am thinking
maybe that someone was celtic spider, she likes to play with peoples perceptions within reason if memory serves me right. .
but i dont really feel repulsed or inspired... my first thought was of the videos by the band tool that i had just watched on their myspace earlier today... lots of similarities
............this piece of art?
Does it make you think? Repulse you? Inspire you? Make you think?
How do you feel about it?
What do you think the artist was feeling when they created it?
*nosey nosey nosey*
C/S/
I see a question, "Is the death of artificial life possible?"
Or, "where do robots go when they die?" "Do robots have souls?"
The head and spine the death figure appears to be holding reminds me somewhat of the Borg Queen from Star Trek TNG Movies.
This will probably be pretty revealing (more than it should) about me, but I see it as crawling out of a dark place and finding "yourself" again.
I suppose it could be representative of depression (that's the first thing that came to mind), but it could also be about any situation where you realize your human/real side.
If you wanted to put a spin on it (and it is all interpretation, really), you could say that some people feel this way when they realize they've chosen the correct path for themselves. Losing the empty "not quite right" feeling and building themselves back up into a whole person again.
Death has a look of contemplation on his face...skull..bones. Its almost like a mimic of Shakespeare "That is the Question" (Human talking to the skull).
The human face is in shock or at least holds an expression that is unreadable-- but then again begs the question of "How am I here?"
I think death is just as curious about the living as the living are death/the dead.