I came up with that title and it means absolutely nothing....Moving on...
I am gearing up to participate in a course that is primarily focused on the creative process and photography.
Through the artists involved in this project there is a certain artistic synthesis that can't help but wearing off on me. It won't be evident in this forum, but will probably turn up in areas that cannot be dissected directly by my self critical eyes.
So...I am pleased. I have been led to some very interesting blogs as well. Here are a couple:
www.sundaricarmody.com
www.ilkasattic.com
www.designsponge.com
www.theselby.com
It occurred to me today as I was taking the time to look at the word "gossamer"...
I don't write this BLOG much these days...Why is that?
Definition of GOSSAMER
1: a film of cobwebs floating in air in calm clear weather
2: something light, delicate, or insubstantial
— gos·sa·mery adjective
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Examples of GOSSAMER
a butterfly's wings of gossamer
I think that although writing a Blog is a cathartic modern phenomenon of some sorts. It can be something that might be self interpreted as being on the needy side.
Unless you are selling a service or a book or a film.. writing each day on line and sharing your personal observances of the world around you is surely slightly pedantic and a public example of being self absorbed. (Isn't it?)
Is this scribbled masturbation taking the place of my real friendships, hugs and good old fashioned storytelling around the campfire? Definitely... Although I haven't seen a campfire in 2 years.
I know that as a person that spends a fair amount of time trying to recognize any and all personal acts that might be dictated by my ego, it doesn't always feel right to just pontificate about my toenails and the latest lascivious gossamer that just floats my way.
When I am living with confidence, honesty, and have a certain purity and creative direction, I should not need to sell it as a bill of goods to anybody that might stumble upon it out of boredom.
On the other hand, it is nice to have a "Sangha" to be able to reflect on life's impermanence with, and to savour the emotional wins with.
Truly, I do enjoy the process of writing, I am just not sure that for me, there is any need to put it out there right now. It looks like I am healthy enough to be around for a couple more decades...one day at a time, so why document anything.
There might be some pearls of wisdom, but they might just as well be shared by my lips rather than through Google.
The last thing that is on my mind today apart from the chapter I just read that blew me away from the book "Thundering Silence" (Sutra on knowing the better way to catch a snake )Literally, the whole chapter was making a strong case detailing how the "self" really does not exist. Deep but surprisingly positive.
Is...
The TREE OF LIFE by Terrence Malik. Out now on DVD with Penn and Pitt.
This film is just simply aesthetically gorgeous and for lack of a better word..an audacious piece of work. It struck me today that there has never been a movie that has been shot like this before except maybe "enter the void"....Sublime.
It is filmed as if you the viewer are on the ground watching and moving with the characters from scene to scene. Metaphysically cerebral moments and fraternal love visited and evaluated in a visually poetic way saturated with music from the gods...I don't know...it's life affirming stuff.
It takes a little time to invest in the slow moving shots and cuts to other slow moving shots, but far after the movie is over, I can't help but going back to it, and wondering about the meaning behind some of the scenes. It's like 2001 meets On Golden Pond. Lol. Maybe not. Check it out.
I feel better now...This blog thing may have a purpose that even I don't quite get yet. Perhaps it has to enter me "through another opening" haha Enjoy the balance.
Rick
