Tuesday, May 01, 2012
Variations on Wear Over Time VII
In the preceding series of photographs I hoped to capture a sort of minimalist chain of "variations of wear over time." It may ruin the purely artistic ends I was trying to achieve but I should say that they are no more than photos of old metal steps leading up to a bicycle parking area. I'd like to think of them as akin to Rothko in spirit...but, I'm not Rothko. Still, I hope you enjoy them.
Monday, March 19, 2012
The Paradoxical Confusion of Meaning and Nihilism
Everything changes and everything spins and nobody loses and nobody wins.
Nothing is here and nothing is there,
thus we think and still we care,
that everything's then and nothing is now and nothing is all they'll ever allow, till the day we awake and find all along that the nothing we felt was both right and both wrong.
The things that could matter swim in your eye and the everything born will answer your "why," till the day you awake and see it all clear, that mattering things aren't quite what they appear. And so it all happens in drops like a tear, and though they fall lightly with potential to drown the trickle's the same for both killer and clown.
In the end it all changes and everything spins, and nobody loses and nobody wins.
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