- C.S. Lewis (1898 - 1963)
Out of the Silent Planet
Wednesday, March 03, 2021
Islands of Life
Sunday, February 28, 2021
Abstract Moons
- Galileo Galilei (1564 - 1642)
The Starry Messenger
Postscript. I could just as well have called this entry "Homage to White," as in paying homage to Minor White's well-known dictum to always strive to photograph what else a "thing" is. Always on alert for things and light to photograph, I was entranced this morning by the ravioli mold sitting quietly, Zen-like, beside our sink. Though it was "clean" (my wife has recently taken to making pasta and pasta dishes from scratch, including a delicious spaghetti meal she made last night), the play of light revealed distinctive palimpsest-esque patterns of residue. A quick jaunt upstairs to grab my camera and tripod was all it took to transform a simple, ordinary hunk of aluminum into a cauldron of wondrous cosmic delights!
Saturday, February 27, 2021
Complex Networks
- Albert-László Barabási (1967 - )
Linked: How Everything Is Connected to Everything Else
Tuesday, February 23, 2021
Distorted Reality
Monday, February 22, 2021
Dreaming and Seeing
- Carlos Castaneda (1925 - 1998)
Tales of Power
Sunday, February 21, 2021
Abstract Forms
- Rupert Spira (1960 - )
Presence: The Art of Peace and Happiness
Friday, February 19, 2021
Unified Theory
- Lee Smolin (1955 - )
The Trouble with Physics
Thursday, February 18, 2021
Holiness of the Mountain
Wednesday, February 17, 2021
Star-Stuff
- Carl Sagan (1934 - 1996)
Postscript. For those of you wondering what this is "actually" an image of, it is a tight crop - about 1 cm square - of a mildly edited (i.e., basic luminance adjustment, white balance, noise removal, and selective contrast and sharpening) image of an onyx marble stone drink coaster I sometimes use to rest a cup of coffee on while working. Perchance, I happened to catch a glimpse of this phantasmagoric, dreamlike vortex swirling atop a Himalayan mountaintop! I never cease to marvel at the beauty that literally surrounds us throughout our lives; nor at the timeless wisdom contained within the Emerald Tablet of Hermes Trismegistus (purportedly, since no one has actually seen the original tablet):
"As above;
so below.
As within;
so without.
As with the universe;
so with the soul."
Tuesday, February 16, 2021
Informational Processes
- Edward Fredkin (1934 - )
Introduction to Digital Philosophy
Monday, February 15, 2021
Space
We do not see it,
we do not hear it,
we do not feel it.
We are standing in
the middle of it,
we ourselves are
part of it,
but we know
nothing about it."
- M. C. Escher (1898 - 1972)
Saturday, February 13, 2021
Mythology
stored within our language."
- Ludwig Wittgenstein (1889 - 1951)
Thursday, February 11, 2021
Temporality #3
we are a wave
That flows to fit
whatever form it finds"
- Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962)
The Glass Bead Game
Postscript. One last "improvisation" on finding ways to render the ephemeral beauty that lives and dwells in flame (as described in Temporality #1) before I move on to other images and musings. The base images in this example are selected from the same set I used for my earlier examples (i.e., roughly 100 or so macros of flame, exposed between 1/2000th and 1/5000th sec). Also, just as in the last example (Temporality #2), each panel of the triptych is effectively an average (in terms of luminance) of three separate images. But this time, I loosened the constraint that individual photographs must retain their original orientation. I've written a short Mathematica program that automates the process of assembling triptychs of luminance-averaged layers, wherein each image either remains "as is" (i.e., in its original upright position), is reflected horizontally or vertically (as in a mirror), or is reflected both horizontally and vertically. Of course, this vastly increases the set of randomly assembled images. Assuming 100 "base" images - i.e., original flame macros - a 3 panel assembly consisting of 3 layered base images, each of which can assume any of four orientations, leads to over 50 million! combinations! But, while this makes it difficult, if not impossible, to sample even a small fraction of the "abstract triptych space," it can also yield striking images that would otherwise likely remain unknown. Of course, there are myriad associated aesthetic, conceptual, and philosophical depths that can be mined here (e.g., "What does the space of all possible 'creative' excursions from a starting set of images even look like?" - echoes of Stuart Kauffman's space of the "Adjacent Possible"), but I best end the discussion here, and let the lone exemplar above speak of what lives in that unimaginably larger universe of latent realities.
Wednesday, February 10, 2021
Temporality #2
- Martin Heidegger (1889 - 1976)
What is Called Thinking?
Postscript. A lesson my dad (an artist, who passed away a much too long 19 years ago) implicitly drilled in to me - oh, ever so gently, as it was simply a way of life with him; something he did as instinctually as most people breathe - was the importance of constant play and experimentation (something I've underscored before in another context). As I wrote a few days ago, I am "revisiting" - and rediscovering - the ephemeral beauty that lives and dwells in flame. And so, in the spirit of my dad's freewheeling jazz-like improvisation, I've been toying with alternative ways of "seeing" - after the fact - more deeply into what only my lens can see when the flame I am pointing my camera at is alive. My first stab (as shown in an earlier post) was to use triptychs to emphasize the "dance" within the flame; the preliminary fruits of which have already spawned a small portfolio (with more to follow). An example of an "improvised" second take on this idea is shown above. It is still a triptych, but here each frame merges three separate images, captured in rapid succession during a given sequence (individual images are still exposed between 1/2000th and 1/5000th sec). The implied enfolding makes the flame look even more organic and alive! Perhaps - with a nod to Goethe, who famously described architecture as "frozen music" - I ought to call these ethereal moments frozen fire.
Tuesday, February 09, 2021
Miniature Universe
- P. D. Ouspensky (1878 - 1947)
Monday, February 08, 2021
Temporality
- Søren Kierkegaard (1813 -1855)
Postscript. What you are looking at are three closeups of a small flame (less than a few inches in height) captured at about 1/3000th of a sec. While I have toyed with "abstract flames" many years ago (e.g., see here), those earlier experiments used fairly large open flames; such as when my family and I would gather around our backyard firepit after an autumn barbecue. This new series (that I've only just started playing with) is decidedly different. I still use a "firepit," but one that is only 5 inch wide! The beauty of the minimalist "ephemeral sculptures" - that dance so elegantly to and fro - is mesmerizing! Part of the appeal is undeniably philosophical: these sculptures live far too briefly to be visible while "alive"; their presence may be felt only long after they have ceased to be. Testaments to both temporality and the fullness of time.
Sunday, February 07, 2021
Beyond One's Reach
in many so-called symbols
is exactly their vagueness,
their openness,
their fruitful ineffectiveness
to express a 'final' meaning,
so that with symbols
and by symbols one
indicates what is always
beyond one's reach."
- Umberto Eco (1932 - 2016)
Semiotics and the Philosophy of Language
Saturday, February 06, 2021
Imagination Itself
some to tears of joy
is in the eyes of others
only a green thing
that stands in the way.
Some see nature all
ridicule and deformity...
and some scarce see
nature at all.
But to the eyes of
the man of imagination,
nature is imagination itself."
- William Blake (1757 - 1827)
Friday, February 05, 2021
Just Sitting
mind moment by moment.
But we refrain from doing
anything with our thoughts.
We just let everything come
up freely and go away freely.
We don’t grasp anything.
We don’t try to control anything.
We just sit."
- John Daido Loori (1931 - 2009)
The Art of Just Sitting
Monday, February 01, 2021
Edge of Chaos
- Stuart Kauffman (1939 - )
Saturday, January 30, 2021
Touchstones and Palimpsests
- Haruki Murakami (1949 - )
Kafka on the Shore
The panels of this triptych are "digital double exposures" of images taken at two very different times and places: the foreground consists of photographs of reeds in a pond and a tree basking in a warm sun one autumn day in 2003 at one of my favorite little parks near where my mom used to live on Long Island (before passing away in 2017); the background consists of splotches of paint I found on an old tire that was bobbing up and down in the Port of Piraeus in Athens, Greece in the summer of 2008 as my wife and I were waiting for a boat-ride to Santorini. The fusion of images serves as both touchstone and palimpsest, tinged with melancholy and hope. Melancholy, because ever since my mom's passing, the little park has become less a place to visit, and more a ghostly memory of times past; and the Athenian splotches of paint serve only to strengthen my wife's and my own longing for trips to "faraway places" that - before the pandemic - we used to take for granted. And hope, because though such memories of times and places are indeed ghostly, they also point to happy experiences yet to arrive. Memories fade, but meaning only deepens.
"It is as if the Caru'ee were able
to perceive an echo of the past,
and unconsciously, as they built
upon a palimpsest of books written
long ago and long forgotten,
chanced to stumble upon an essence
of meaning that could not be lost,
no matter how much
time had passed."
- Ken Liu (1976 - )
The Paper Menagerie and Other Stories
Friday, January 29, 2021
Silence
(to remind myself)
- Wendell Berry (1934 - )
Given
Thursday, January 28, 2021
Looking Inward
- Paul Brunton (1898 - 1981)
Advanced Contemplation: The Peace Within You
Wednesday, January 27, 2021
Mind at Large
- Aldous Huxley (1894 - 1963)
Monday, January 25, 2021
Life & Entropy
that's the end result of entropy,
the heat-death of the universe.
The more things go on moving,
interrelating, conflicting, changing,
the less balance there is -
and the more life."
























