psst.. don't ever forget the beauty of the mystery.
//eva, syracuse ny may 2009 (dress by ayaka matsui)
29 November 2009
21 November 2009
'with sight and hearing, we experience things outside of us; with taste and smell only restricted parts of us are affected. but touch we feel inside: when we encounter an object, it resists, presses back, and thus we learn the world is composed of other bodies. if it weren't for this, we would move through the world like phantoms. hg wells tells a story of two-dimensional beings who can't enter our world of three dimensional bodies. two-dimensional beings can only witness the spectacle of life; they can't live it.'
// from the book 'they became what they beheld'
17 November 2009
14 November 2009
a man and a woman sit near each other, and they do not long
at this moment to be older, or younger, or born
in any other nation, or any other time, or any other place.
they are content to be where they are, talking or not talking.
their breaths together feed someone whom we do not know.
the man sees the way his fingers move;
he sees her hands close around a book she hands to him.
they obey a third body that they share in common.
they have promised to love that body.
age may come; parting may come; death will come!
a man and a woman sit near each other;
as they breathe they feed someone we do not know,
someone we know of, whom we have never seen.
/the third body, by robert bly (for you + us)
i feel very lucky to have had one of my photographs awarded an 'award of excellence' in the illustration photography category by the cpoy (college photographer of the year) organization. my sincerest thanks to everyone for their kind words regarding this award.
12 November 2009
'o time! consumer of all things; o envious age! thou dost destroy all things and devour all things with the relentless teeth of years, little by little in a slow death. helen, when she looked in her mirror, seeing the withered wrinkles made in her face by old age, wept and wondered why she had twice been carried away. o time! consumer of all things, and o envious age! by which all things are devoured.'
/ excerpt 1163, from MORALS in the notebooks of leonardo da vinci
'but an artist must have an involvement with everything that is in front of him, whether it's a woman, a man, a cup, a dog, a string, or a tree. if an artist does not have an erotic involvement with everything that he sees, he may as well give up. to be a human being may be a very messy thing, but to be an artist is something else entirely, because art is religion, art is sex, art is society. art is everything.'
/ lucas samaras, from 'the artist observed' 1976
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