Category: Art aberrations

Art aberrations

Homo narativus

For Buddhists and ecologists alike, we are all created from spare parts scavenged from the same cosmic junk-heap. This meeting of the minds, Buddhist and ecological, results from similar insights into the nature of reality itself — which is indistinguishable from the reality of nature — and of our place in the whole business.The interconnected and interdependent nature of things is the heart of ecology. It is also remarkably similar to the fundamental insight of Buddhism: ‘dependent co-arising’ or pratītyasamutpāda in Sanskrit; paticcasamuppāda in Pali.

To EM Forster’s celebrated injunction, ‘only connect’, Buddhists and ecologists would add that we are already connected. Our job is to recognise this connection, and to act accordingly, paying attention to our breadth and not just our breath.

Art aberrations

Hyperobjects

A view upon life:

“Hyperobjects stretch our ideas of time and space, since they far outlast most human time scales, or they’re massively distributed in terrestrial space and so are unavailable to immediate experience.

Let’s consider the fact that hyperobjects disturb our habitual ideas of time and space by stretching them and by distributing effects across them. The trouble with global warming is not just that it’s real—the trouble with it is that it deals a deathblow to “common sense.”

Repeat after me: climate is not weather.

You can’t see climate, but it’s more real than wet stuff under your boots.” T.Morton

 

Art aberrations

白ウサギに従ってください

Anthropological curiosity.The hill has a noteworthy history: created from the post-WWII debris of desolated Berlin, it is higher than the highest natural hill (the Kreuzberg) in the Berlin area, believed to be created from the rubble of some 400,000 buildings. Buried deep within the hill a building still stands, once a Nazi military-technical college, it proved easier to bury the robust structure than to blow it up.

 

Art aberrations

Decomposing pillars.Scan

Nature has given, nature has taken, sometimes what you think you know disappears in front of your eyes, leaving you yearning. Nothing you once knew is there, but the blurry images seem to create a flow of letting go.