Sunday, February 9, 2014

Trying to Recall

  From a yet untitled series.

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  1. I love this one too ... There's fragmentation here, confusion; yet there's coherence, patterning, rhythm, an internal logic, meaningful transitions from one component to the next ... and also, I'm reminded of books on a shelf, stories contained in the memories, even when they aren't completely accessible ... closed books, yet still present. I tell myself that the experience involved isn't beautiful, yet I find it hard to escape the impression that you've somehow found beauty in it.

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  2. I am touched by your analogy to books on a shelf...what a lovely visualization. I am also deeply moved by your last sentence. For me, that beauty lies in how the need to communicate is integral to the human spirit. I remember when sitting with Victoria's mother, we had started out talking about the weather. However, as she continued to talk, the references became more and more vague, but yet somehow amazingly tied to the weather. The conversation ended with her saying, "I'll send you a photograph." I asked, "From where?" "The ocean," she said sweetly. I had this conversation in mind when I put this together. Thank you so much for your marvelously insightful observations...

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    1. Thank you for that ... I hadn't been able to put words to it, but of course, this series very much portrays beauty in that inherent human need to communicate ... and that quality of disconnected-yet-connected that you describe feels very present to me in this, too ... There's so much to think about in these, and so much to admire ...

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    2. Thanks so very much for your support.

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  3. Despite the hard delineations between these segments, there's still this wonderful fluidity.

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  4. Many thanks, Jim. Your observation is very much appreciated...

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