Thick fog rolled in for a time last night. With slanting sunlight in a cloudless sky above it - everything was bathed in a silvery soft glow.
Although beautiful for us to see, it was a hindrance to fishing vessels like the Holy Mackerel trying to return home to Gloucester Harbor. The Holy Mackerel was out helping relocate a friend’s lobster traps that were sitting in deep water. The father of the Holy Mackerel’s captain was pacing the pier waiting for their arrival.
Hot on the heels of the post about seeing how precious other people are because they are pinned against time, comes this one.
And this one - this one has so many uses don’t it? Obviously completely applicable to personal relationships of all types..
But today - for me and me alone - with the news that the frothy mixture has climbed into the Republican Clown Car careening towards the White House in 2016 - Elizabeth Scott’s quote sums things up quite nicely.
Was this ever a real country or was it always a collection of paid-for meat sacks?
How close does the dragon’s spume
have to come? How wide does the crack
in heaven have to split?
What would people look like
if we could see them as they are,
soaked in honey, stung and swollen,
reckless, pinned against time?
~ Ellen Bass ~
From “If You Knew” via Whiskey River
This is one of those “it all gears together” occasions that Artie writes about.
I was just talking with my Priest today and yesterday about
this very thing - how we see people,
and then - this poem pops up
in my RSS reader.
“Losing your gourd when someone hooks you to a leash isn’t really that much different than getting excited about getting a new version of the electronic equivalent: a mobile phone.
Or your first credit card.
Or a thirty-year mortgage.
Or a job that confines you eight (or more) hours a day to an office doing something you you wouldn’t be doing, given the choice.
Part of our capitalist system requires that we hold up these methods of enslavement as a symbol of social status. Otherwise, why in the world would we submit ourselves to them? What’s more, we convince ourselves that they actually represent freedom and power, rather than recognizing them for the bondage they actually place on us.”
There’s a show currently on display at the deCordova called “Integrated Vision: Science, Nature, and Abstraction in the Art of Len Gittleman and György Kepes.” It’s a good installation with some very nice pieces. The art-talk content on the deCordova site sprays the following thoughts all over the net:
Writing about people’s inability to fully grasp the infinite knowledge available in the world–particularly in light of modern scientific advances–Kepes called for an “integrated vision” that assimilated the rational and the emotional experience. Presented together in Integrated Vision, works by Kepes and Gittleman create a conversation about the artist’s role in examining and interpreting empirical knowledge of science and nature through the lens of art.
Gittleman’s Lunar Transformation is a series of ten vividly colored serigraphs created from black and white photographs taken during the Apollo 15 mission to the moon in 1971. Gittleman uses bright color to transform the craters and crevices of the lunar surface into vibrant abstractions which recall Abstract Expressionist painting. The strong graphic prints reflect the awe-inspiring nature of their source material.
Best known for his photography, design, and writings about the marriage of art and science, Kepes was also a prolific painter. His paintings served as a vehicle for exploration of the relationship between structural and gestural marks, terrestrial and celestial allusions, and physical and metaphysical experiences. While abstract, the earthy texture and biomorphic shapes in Kepes’ paintings hint at landscapes, cosmic bodies, or amoebic forms.
I don’t know about you, but I get tired just reading that - I digress.
I get the challenge. I do. it’s not a trivial exercise at all. And both artists come really close. Really really close - to recreating what you can find on a boat hull in dry dock at Gloucester Marine Railways.
The show is up until September 6, 2015. It’s definitely worth a visit. So is a visit to a Gloucester boatyard, and you can see all the "explorations of relationships between structural and gestural marks" you want for free.
Thanks to Hizz Eminence Cardinal Pietro “The Rock” Parolin, V-town’s secretary of state, we now know what constitutes a defeat for humanity - gay marriage in Ireland.
Some things that did not make His Radiance's list:
Step 1 - Select the crab of your choice fresh from the Atlantic.
Step 2 - Fly high into the sky over a boulder field and drop your crab onto the rocks.
The fall will crack its shell open for you.
Wasting no time, dive down and retrieve your Crab Sushi before a rival Sushi lover does.
Fly off to a more quiet location to savor your catch.